Canada, Quebec and Cars - Caucasians on Highways

Back in year 2000, a young Sikh boy arrives in Toronto, Canada, and immediately he removes his hair to merge with the crowd- visible majority, as he felt he had Greek looks, :-) he thought he will become a part of the visible majority just like that. :-)

Some Greeks in Montreal are barbers also.

But while working in Tim Hortons, he realized with in 6 months, that he was different then the visible majority of Canada - Toronto, so he started to grow his hair back, and started to go back to Gurudwara's to mingle with his flock, :-) he took 6 months to understand it, because he never read history and he came directly from Punjab after his high school, through some churning family sponsorship, allowed by Canada.

Then he bought a second hand Toyota Corolla for 13,000 $, and he took it for a long drive to USA, with his friend, who was also a Punjabi, while driving in USA, the drivers change and the new driver gets carried away and he drives the car at around 120 KM per hour speed, and with in seconds they are stopped by highway patrol and their car is towed, :-) and they are left high and dry in USA with out a car.

The first thing the Sikh boy does after returning to Canada is sell his car. :-)

He tells me not to buy new car particularly Toyota Camry, as it was expensive.

I arrived on 17th March 2001, and through two past connections I join him in his small semi basement apartment, and the next day as his friends arrive, I walk out in my Lungi, Banian and flip flops, even though the temperature was sub zero, his friends were surprised that it took them six months to walk outside in informal dress, when ever they had to go out they would always wear a formal suit, :-)

Poor guys must have taken the western narrative little too seriously, I told them, look around, do you see anyone in formal attire, every one is in just ordinary clothes, regular clothes.

Within  six months, I buy my first ever car of my life, Toyota Camry 2002, :-) in the month of Dec 2001, and I drive it home from Toyota Brossard  about 30 kms, since I learned driving both in India and Canada, it was a cake walk.

(Note: If you drive at 100 KM per hour on any highway where the higher speed limit is 100 KM, you can see that 99.99% cars will overtake you, and this overtaking will happen repeatedly every few minutes,  and the Police department seems to ignore it, as the majority drivers are Caucasians in V6 SUV's)

First six months, I got help from few employees, first one was from France, I asked him, why in Quebec, when you are from France, :-) he said, to you people it might appear like that, but in France, we have differences, and he came to Quebec to avoid the indifference extended to him, :-) then there was this elderly gentleman, a Quebecois, rare to find someone like that in Quebec, :-) then there was another good employee from Quebec, and few others, they would pick me up from some Metro and drop me off at the same Metro in the evening, and there was one Indian also who asked me to pay 35$ per month for the lift, I paid him, :-)

While he would drive on Auto route towards the company, our lady QC Manager driving her Taurus at 100 plus, would pass us, while my Indian friend drove his second hand Honda Civic at 70 KM per hour, he would immediately quip, my goodness, did you see, how she drives, and then he would smile in awe.

Then, when I got my car, I asked him to join me, and told him he need not pay me 35$ for the lift, he accepted with a smile, :-) I have been driving all kinds of vehicles since I was 5, :-) and my father drove vehicles at 100 plus on Indian roads, :-) so for me, QC Manager driving at 100 plus was ok, there are many good drivers.

I think once I caught her on the Auto route and parked my car behind her car, both of us were at 100 KM per hour, she immediately moved to the right lane, and with in few days, I saw a Police Car parked behind my car at 100 KM per hour, I looked at the female driver in uniform, in my rear view mirror, she signaled at me with her right hand, please let me pass, I immediately moved to the right lane, she passed and vanished from my sight with in seconds, the Diwali lights and the Police Flute were off. :-) 

With in few days, My Indian Friend had resigned and joined an ex employee who was fired from our company, she was a Production Manager, and she was from Romania, and what followed was, our Human Resources Manager Sin'D from Toronto, called all employees working at the manufacturing unit in Quebec in the conference room in a row, and one by one she asked us not to communicate or keep any kind of touch with the fired Romanian Female Employee, that was a first for me, :-) I knew the company was in losses but a warning towards a fired employee, :-) what people do after 5 is their business.

One day in Jan 2002, while returning from my work, I was stopped by a Police car, the cop informed me that he saw in a Cinemetography I was going above 100 KM per hour, since that was my first Traffic ticket ever and I did not know that I could contest it, it was for 220$, for speeding, I paid it, and I got entry into the Speedsters of Canada and Quebec. :-)

Every ten years the database is revised, and all speedsters are given a new speeding ticket on the anniversary, so that their name remains in the database, and when ever any corrupt cop needs a name for his extra curricular activities, this is the database they go after, :-).

Otherwise, 99.99% people drive over 130 KM per hour on a highway or freeway regularly, where the upper speed limit is 100 KM per hour, and these people are all from visible majority, the problem was I overtook a Caucasian woman on the highway, :-) and she must have complained about it to some Bitch from Hell, as she was also the daily informer. :-)

"How dare he", does n't he know in Canada - Quebec, Caucasians have priority, :-) her complain must have been redirected by like minded ladies various government departments, you know Sin'D the Human Resource Terrorist must have done the favor.

The series of traffic tickets followed, I contested most of them, few I paid but it become a regular cat and mouse game between me and the Police department, :-) then they started sending traffic tickets by mail, we contested all of them, and all of them with so much proof of stupidity on their part, any one with ordinary common sense would not allow such tickets, anyway we won them all, except few, which we paid.

On the 10 year anniversary of speeding ticket from Jan 2002, in Jan 2012, I was given a huge 625$ ticket, which I contested, as I was going at 60 KM per hour and there was a car in front of me going at same speed, the cop said it was 90 KM per hour while exiting a highway, the speed limit drops to 50 KM per hour abruptly in the exit, everyone involved manipulated it with out any shame, openly, :-) so eventually I had to pay 695$ and 10 points stayed on the license for two or three years, and as a result I remained on the database of speedsters for another 10 years, I was expecting a similar ticket in 2022, as another 10 year anniversary came by, but nothing happened. :-)

May be they could not use me in any of their extra curricular activities, because the people in this databases are like sitting ducks, any cop can smear anything they want based on lies, rumors, and mischief, no one gives a rat's ass, 

The last ticket was in 2019, I contested it, but it appeared the video was modified to show that I stopped at a stop sign for a second and then drove away, so 240$, I could have asked them to check the time on the video footage but then I let it go, as we were in a new area, that would start another cat and mouse game.

Since then I have been watching all other drivers how many actually stop on the stop sign, none, every one slows down, keeps rolling and then drive away.

So, it was clear that someone was not happy to see a colored man driving a new brand Toyota Camry on a highway like Caucasians (Visible majority), :-) "How dare you", try to mimic us, :-) and the Police department was taking undue interest, every day they would either lead me or follow me on the highway, :-) you know the ball bursting exercises :-)

Sep 2003, My car was stolen from our apartment parking lot, and the Police came and told us, it is ok, just call Insurance, they will take care of it, and they left, the Insurance gave us a new brand Toyota Camry 2003, :-) .

So the unhappy Caucasian man/woman, who ever arranged "the steal" must have been pissed off, when he or she saw me back in a new brand Toyota Camry, and driving like Caucasians, :-) I think this is when their number increased, you know, the leghorns were unhappy that a country rooster was among them and behaving like them. :-)

So all the puk puk puk, gathered. :-)

Then the UPS truck started blocking me on the highway, I think that was the first one, then it became a new game and it continues even today in 2023 with a large number of leghorns in V6 SUV's criss-crossing on almost all high ways, trying to show off their strength, numbers, we are in large numbers, and all connected through a network, and we all are Arse kissers.

If one can see with little thought, the highways in Canada-Quebec are badly flawed, which is the main reason for all the traffic jams during rush hours, and then the way they are constructed, it projects a sharp narrow mindedness and on top of that we have criss-crossing political or mischief mongers, everyone has a complain, and every one wants an unconditional apology. :-)

And then there are slow driving ladies, who get this advantage of driving at 30 KM per hour on a highway, where the lower speed limit is 60 KM per hour, and all the leghorns dutifully follow them like obedient boys and girls, no one would dare to cross that slow driver, it is an exercise on the highway to show someone like me, that she is an top Arse Kisser of some other top most Arse Kisser on the political or corporate ladder, who controls all the Arse kissers in all the spheres of life in Canada - Quebec.

Many times the Police department also can be seen blocking the left most lane and keeping the lane open on which the top Arse kisser is driving at  30 KM per hour. :-)

All this nuisance and drama, because few Caucasian ladies want priority over rest, just like that, :-) the narrative says so.

In 2005-2006 my Car was such an eye sore for the Police Station number 6 on Rue Grenet, Saint Laurent, :-) anyway, once my Employment Benefits stopped, they got it in March 2006, as I could not pay the monthly 521$ and 151$ Insurance, the dealership send a lawyer to fetch the car, I had paid about 15000$ till then, it all went down the drain, they sold the car but never gave me any information about it, stolen again, this time by the dealership.

The Caucasians fight tooth and nail as one entity, does not matter who wins the election.

And, the funny part is all the cars in Canada are imported from Japan, South Korea, Germany and USA, Canada even though designed its cities in such a way that with out a good car it is very difficult to move around, and Canada does not manufacture even one car, :-) but they love to screw the cars with illegal surveillance installations, then once installed they want to get them out, because immediately they realize, that it was a mistake, so they start trashing the cars, then they get involved through the car garages and screw the cars over and over and over again, does not matter which car garage one takes their car to. :-)

So we did not had a car from 2006 March to 2009 June, The Caucasians were very happy, :-) because we were travelling by bus now and walking on the streets with groceries, in the public buses they could play their other mischieves, particularly with the skunk urine.

Then we bought a new Car, :-) June 2009, the first model of Dodge Journey, Chrysler, and the car was brought from some other dealership 900 kms from Montreal, and Dodge Boulevard in Saint Laurent was the dealership, while the car was being brought to the city of Montreal, the unhappy leghorns got hold of it, :-) it is not very difficult to find out where they might have taken it, the driver who drove it can tell, but question is who will ask. :-)

The car was an eye sore from the day one, every one seems to dislike it, Dodge Journey was discontinued in 2020, we drove it for almost 13 years, even though the dealership disowned it, and treated it like a step son, or rather we should say step car, today in 2023 no one is able to sell Dodge cars in Canada, and Chrysler is on verge of bankruptcy.

And it seems almost all Dodge Journeys were targeted by the unhappy leghorns, :-).

In 2022, ,they tried very hard to trash the car, but every time, they failed when I was driving it, then on the day when Queen Elizabeth II passed away, almost at the same time in the evening, my wife drove it to the bus station to pick up our daughter, who was returning from her college, while trying to maneuver the car in a construction zone, as the lanes were merged, she drove into another car, the car got completely damaged in the front and the battery was dangling on the tire.

The other car was driven by two Caucasian ladies, the Police man arrived and immediately called for a tow truck to take their car away from the scene, it is good I reached there in time and told my wife to take pictures of all the cars involved, the police man did not ask my wife If she needed any help, :-) and filed a report against her, when the accident happened, the Police man was not there, :-) and the Insurance also tried to play, and refused to send the tow truck, so we drove it home, and parked it for the insurance to make a inspection. :-)

Time and again I have observed one thing, when ever you are down, that is the moment when all the parties refuse to co-operate, in Canada- Quebec.

During all this the unhappy leghorns were involved double time trying to undermine all our efforts, and for all the work they do against the citizens of Canada-Quebec, they get paid. :-)

Eventually the insurance paid us 4500$, and the leghorns were very happy they got rid of our car all over again, the third time.

Then within a month, we bought a 2012 Dodge Journey for 9000$, this time from Nissan Chomady, and the car drove like a new car, it had 1,30,000 KM, but it looked like new, 100 times better then our 2009 Dodge Journey.

The unhappy leghorns, when they saw us in a better car, which drove way better then our 13 years old car, which they trashed it, again they were pissed off. ........Tch Tch Tch :-)

I think they got it opened in a parking lot while I was inside a grocery store, Super C, the car started to show Check Engine Light, when I returned from Super C, and then series of problems cropped up, all one after another, all of a sudden the gasoline started to leak, the symptoms were like Covid-19, eventually after some 1000 $ the car is ok, but I am sure the unhappy leghorns are still not happy to see us  back in car and driving it like Caucasians on the highway. :-)

Note: People who brought Covid-19 to you are not happy with the results, they are looking for something with more clear symptoms, so that people can be prosecuted just by their visible symptoms, so take precautions.

It has been a tooth and nail fight between the unhappy leghorns on one hand and we on the other hand trying to keep a car running for our daily transportation needs.

For them (Unhappy Leghorns) it is a daily mischief towards trap and blackmail, eventually leading to Kiss the Cunt's Arse, :-) the agenda, some times to appease one Caucasian Cunt (Male or Female) and other times for some other Caucasian Cunt (Male or Female) who gets pissed off because we are not behaving like the visible minority at least on the highway .:-)

It has been 23 years, :-) now they have wireless technology, :-) AI is not connected yet to this governments sponsored mischief mongers, they drive our car at the same time we are driving, only difference is, they apply brakes when we want to accelerate, or they accelerate when we want to apply brakes as a result the car's transmission had to work overtime, even then we still drive on the highways like we used to drive in 2001. :-)

In fact we have more experience now to drive any car in any conditions. :-)

And the unhappy leghorns are as usual unhappy, tch tch tch can't help them, in fact they are in much larger number and much more unhappy, all my neighbors have joined them, :-) every one has a complain and every one wants an apology for behaving like a Caucasian. :-)

Dumb Era - And Deception is the game

 I think If you consider the entire human history, or rather we should say history of Home Sapiens, by the way "Sapiens" in Latin means wise, :-) the current era, past 300 years or 400 years in general  and the last 50 or 75 years in particular, appear to be the dumbest.

Before I write more about it, few things I dug up from my past and found the answers for few unanswered questions.

My second employer, a Reddy from Rayalseema, Andra Pradesh, connected with Congress party of India through Late Mr Y R Reddy, taking the situation for granted lied about few things with his partners, also Reddy's, and assured himself, Dominic Selim and her termites style, let's lie now and we will take him down slowly, we will have all the time. :-)

After few indications that Mundala Reddy was using his connections and trying to create doubts about my professional profile, while I was busy in my sister's marriage before joining IIL.

I joined IIL on 20th Oct 1995, and the first thing I got was the seat of my bike was slashed, the bike was parked inside the IIL parking lot, and the Human resources Manager, Verma told me, he knows I was kicked out of the company by Mundala Reddy, :-) instead of a discussion, I just gave him a smile. :-)

And after one month as per protocol I had to go back to Mundala Reddy's company and get my Provident Fund Account transferred, so I went and asked the lady at the reception If she can find out Mundala Reddy is available, :-) as expected he called me inside immediately.

And the other MD also a Reddy, he returned from Africa, let us call him Africa Reddy, a medical doctor, he comes out of his office and stood near Mundala Reddy's office looking at me, the expression on his face was like, now you know our power. :-) 

I invited him and his family to my marriage the same year, but they never came to my marriage, including him, so that was the right moment to give him a taste of his own medicine, which would be like "How do you feel If you are ignored in your own office in front of your staff, by an ex employee, who worked for 6 years, :-) I ignored him like there was no one standing and entered Mundala Reddy's office. :-) 

He was eagerly waiting and asked me to take a seat with a smile, and called the boy for a cup of tea and immediately started to narrate a story how four workers got killed while working on a centrifuge.

It was a general practice for the workers to stand on the metal support of the one meter wide stainless steel centrifuge, lean on it, and wash the freshly crystallized API about 350 Kgs of it with D M Water, while the centrifuge would run at a very high speed, it seems that day the centrifuge came free from its base and flew towards the concrete roof killing all four instantly.

He looked worried and slightly scared, he then looked at my pocket, I had a pen with picture of Shirdi Sai Baba on its clip, it was my wife's pen, as she was a Sai Baba's devotee even before our marriage, so I just borrowed it, then he asked me, how was it for me there in my new company, IIL, :-) I just smiled and said it was OK.

Then I told him the purpose of my visit and nothing more to talk, he nodded and asked me to see the GM, another Reddy, who had joined few months after me in 1990 as GM, he still works with them in 2023 as GM, he wanted to have his own plant in 1993 itself, but it seems the Congress Party of India locked him up with Mundala Reddy for a life time, he remained GM for 33 years. :-)

He saw me, not a word, no smile, he just signed the papers and gave me, no goodbye, nothing, when he joined he had some air of confidence, it was missing, he sat in his 4 feet by 4 feet office, which appeared small, I took leave, not one employee in the administration looked at me, we had worked 6 years, the fear in their faces was evident, the fear of prosecution by Congress party of India and its goons, the Reddy Mafia in Telangana and Rayalseema, outside the office few managers stood and greeted me, these were same managers who never answered my good wishes in 6 years, :-) I smiled and left.

Then :-) all the curious, worried, insecure, must have tried to find out what did we talk, and that was a big opportunity for Mundala Reddy to brag and lie, and he could not resist, his inner ego made him tell lies, "he told everyone that I wanted to come back to his company, as it was not good for me in IIL, his main worry was to install that fear in employees from Rayalseema, that no one can escape the powerful Reddy Mafia, and he immediately called his connections in Congress party to do anything and see that I am forced to join his company ASAP.

But time passed and nothing happened, they even changed the Human Resources department in IIL with all Reddy's, others were all ready working for him, but 6 years passed, nothing happened, on Jan 01, 2001 when I received Canadian Landing papers, I resigned, and Mundala Reddy of my ex company immediately arranged for a small party by my staff in IIL, :-) at a place where his GM was waiting, he was looking at me, I sat on my bike, I looked at him few times but his posture spoke of some script dictated to him, :-) and the three people from my lab, two Reddy's and one Khamma, did not turn up at the said location, after waiting for an hour I left. :-)

Then another Reddy in IIL R&D department who was also working for them, arranged for some drama at the Hyderabad airport on 16th March 2001. :-)

So, after I left India, Mundala Reddy had to lie again and again to his partners and employees, so he kept trying for 27 years. :-)

This was the same guy who felt I was not worthy of half a kg sweet, which was given to all employees every Dusshera, and he also forgot the days when he worked as a Chemist with Dr Reddy's Lab, his humble beginings and how he moved his product, employees, lock, stock and barrel, when Dr Reddy told him to wait for some more time, before he would offer him some form of partnership in his firm, :-)as he got just married and had received a hefty dowry, so he was all set to start his own API manufacturing company.

That was his fear, so he kept me at loggerheads with other departments and employees, and deception and betrayal was also the game played by all Industralists towards each other, even Dr Anji Reddy came out of IDPL, with two or three products and started manufacturing them in his firm, IDPL was a pharmaceutical established in Hyderabad with the help of Russia.

Bottom line: Lies are like seeded clouds, 

I could write a novel on things Mundala Reddy and Congress party of India- Reddy Mafia did to force me to return to his company, people suffer from such mental blocks and ego, he could not let go the fact that a Chemist had walked away refusing to see his greatness.

I saw him, pump millions of liters of effluent with 250,000 mg/liter COD in to near by fresh water lake every night, each batch of 350 kgs API produced about 10,000 liters of effluent and every year they produced some 50 tonnes of it, you can calculate the amount of untreated effluent pumped into the near by lake at night time, and they sold the API to companies like Roche Pharmaceuticals UK, and the Auditor from Bengaluru never asked about the effluent, he just checked it was BP grade and export.

In this bargain, U.K. got the finished API,the local area in India got Air, Water and Land pollution, lakes got polluted, government of India got no taxes, Mundala Reddy and his partners amassed wealth, they might have donated to Congress party of India some of it, even the employees never paid income tax as their official income would stop at income tax cut off limit, rest was paid in cash, all black money.

So what greatness I was supposed to see, the corruption, the pollution, the insults hurled at people of Telangana, the fear in the eyes of employees imported from Rayalseema, the meagre wages, I started with 800 Rs per month, and reached Rs 7000/month in 6 years.

But others were making less then Rs 3000/month after 10 years, the managers were making roughly about 10,000 Rs or less, I think the income tax cut off was 6000 or 6500 in 1995.

Which one is the greatness, stealing the product, employees and equipment from a man who gave him break.

Which one was a great man's deed, when he saw I was not giving him much importance, he asked his ex-boss to meet me at one of the seminars in Central University and explain to me his financial worth, :-) his boss said Mundala Reddy was my employee once but today in 1994 he is worth Rs 300 Crores, I was like shhhhhhhhhhh he does not pay taxes. :-)

And he felt giving me a half kg sweet on Dusshera was a burden on the company, while I worked my ass off with out any overtime, and finished all the projects, reported to him as is, and kept all of it confidential even after I left his company, I could have sold them for a huge profit, as everyone was working more or less on same products then.

His other worry was, who was that someone, who was helping me do my projects, hence he felt I did not qualify for a promotion, and wanted to know everything before he would even consider a promotion. :-)

One thing popped up while travelling through 1995, The congress party of India organized an event in the month of Aug 1995,to inaugurate a new building in IICT, and Prime Minister of India Mr P V Narashima Rao was invited and he gave a speech, I was one of the delegates and I sat in the second row right in front of the podium, I was keenly listening to the Prime Minister speak about how India was wasting money on research on Allopathy, and not on Ayurveda, an Indian Prime Minister was pleading Scientists at IICT to focus on Ayurveda, during his speech, it seems someone did something behind me, like pointing at me, or was it my gaze, the Prime Minister stopped speaking and looked at me for a brief few seconds and then continued speaking. :-)

Anyway, I resigned after that event and survived to see the world, otherwise I would be still working as Research Chemist tied to a R &D table, like the GM, who still works as GM for 33 years.

R&D labs became a regular item in most industries in India and also in Canada, as it qualifies the company to avail certain government grants, hence they employed two people and show the government they are investing in R&D and avail all the grants etc. etc.

In the west, If white people see any talented white kid they would do everything to safe guard his or her interest, and in return he or she would safe guard the interest of the entire white race.

But in India, they want only their kids to grow no one else, and the political parties are used by them to achieve this purpose.

After working 12 years in India, I moved out of India, but today when I see the Central Minister Mr Nitin Gadkari, he amazes me, how the hell he is getting things done in India, :-) because it is very difficult or almost impossible to bring all Indians on a common ground, I saw that as a General Secretary of the employees club, everyone concerned or unconcerned tried to throw their spanner. :-)

Mr Nitin Gadkari, hats off to you, that is some talent.

Here in west since the entire white race moves like termites, it is easy for any white guy to excel and get things done, Mr Elon Musk does not impress me, and more over the wimp club drives everything in the west, but in India, to get things done it needs some special talent, and Mr Gadkari is not a North Indian and he is also not from Delhi, that is another constrain in a Punjabi Dominated India. :-)

In Indian Air Force, the selections are done By Punjabi, Of Punjabi and For Punjabi, :-) their population is about 2% in India and at least 40% or more officers in IAF are Punjabi, :-)

Late Mr Milkha Singh came fourth in Olympics, that's all, all sports ministries, all PE teachers, anything related to sports was handed over to Punjabi's, and India never won a single medal, have you seen a Sikh winning a single medal in Asian games or Olympics in individual events, :-) but they spoiled the entire sports industry in India from Mr Milkha Singh's Olympic participation till Blue Star operation in 1984.

I went for zonal cricket selections in Pathankot, Punjab, the Punjabi guy had no time for us, :-) and our Yoga teacher who was also Punjabi from Jalandhar, who was supposed to take care of it, was busy teaching Yoga, particularly Chakra Asan to the Prostitutes in Pathankot's red light district which was right in front of the Air force station. :-) and in the school he was very keen on teaching only Chakra asan to 11th and 12th grade girls, there were no cell phones then, or cameras, otherwise imagine the number of you tube videos. :-)

India needs to seriously renew their view point with respect to Punjabi's in general, and Bangali's in football, I tried for football also, but the two Bengali's were busy discussing who was good, Mohan Bagan or East Bagan, and they put 50 kids with one ball in one ground. :-)

Anyway, I wanted to get it out of my system, because there were many questions with out answers, now I think I got them all cleared.

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Actually I wanted to write about Canada and Cars, then this thing came up about Mundala Reddy, he has been chasing me for 27 years, that is some obsession. :-) 

But he is not alone, there are few more from Canada, chasing me for 18 years or more, but when I was with them, they felt I was good for just some job, which anyone can have it.

And I wanted to write more frequently, at least every week one post, but the retards working for some political party or all political parties wanted me to remove my last post, :-) so I kept it for six months. :-)

And currently the retard clubs focus is on our second hand car, Dodge Journey 2012, :-) some retard from that club thinks that If they play with its check engine light, ( Malfunction Indication Light)they can arm twist me into accepting some Caucasian woman as their head, of their wimp club, :-)I am neither a member of that wimp club nor of any political party or with any Caucasian woman, but the retard strongly thinks that the car registered on my wife's name, who is also not a member of any Caucasian clubs, is the key to their much needed success. :-)

Actually they have been trying to confuse me since 2001, but it seems they are more confused, and as they have nothing to do, or no handle to play with, they are playing with its MIL, which makes the car function like it is suffering from Corona Virus, because the symptoms are same. :-)

Pa Pa

Just say " I dont know" . :-) and step aside

The basic problem of this world is that, the people hesitate to say a simple thing like, "I don't know", if people would do that, particularly the Caucasian women, whenever they actually do not know, then the world would be a very simple place, more or less the world would be like Manu explained, at least up to some extent.

And having a job with a higher income, to pay the high rents not controlled by anyone, because governments do not want to act, would not be the one and only first option, in this pursuit of keeping that first priority as number one, the main purpose of being in a Human body is lost, as a result the Human existence is limited to the reptilian brain, and exist like a reptile, people do not have time or motivation to move up towards the Human brain leave alone to look at the even higher possibilities.

Look around you, you will see only reptiles, among them few with pale skin color want privileges over others because they have pale skin color, :-) and only way they think they can get that is by unified intimidation, similar to termites intimidating any intruder on their termite mounds, termites have a queen to protect so does the political parties in the west, :-) hence the behaviour like termites.

17 March 2001, KLM flight from Amsterdam to Toronto Pearson international airport, I was siting in the economy class and a Caucasian gentleman, :-) from outskirts of Toronto was seated next to me, and few more Caucasians (his friends) sat in the lane behind us, we were all seated on the left section of the aircraft.

This guy was some 7 feet tall, turned into a loud mouth in about 5 minutes of talking, :-) and as we talked about various things, to me it appeared that this guy was given that seat next to me to do a serious assessment of me, as an individual, he was working for the so called "Gate Keepers", or the Gate Keepers of Canada, they must have hired him to do this for them before I land in Toronto. :-)

One thing he told the retards in Toronto was "he is educated", :-) so not suitable for sweat shop jobs. :-)

Sp, We need to know about those retards in Toronto who were updated by the sparkling water guy from KLM before we landed at Pearson International Airport, first reaction was some old woman in the immigration counter screamed on me, :-) so the screaming continued which was started by a QC manager, 25 years senior to me in my first company, in 1994 :-) who had also worked with the MD of that company in Dr Reddy's Unilides, when they were young, I think he was some 7 years senior to the MD of my first company. 

The screaming continued in IIL by K Rama Rao and others, even though the ED of IIL then Dr VAS asked them, why they were screaming, :-) then it was kept alive by Bitch from Hell and Bitch from hell told few employees to do that when ever they speak to me, :-) Cat on the wall was the first one in 2001 itself, within a month of my joining, then others followed, Dumbanic joined them in 2004, when she realized she can not control me like she was able to do with most Caucasian employees, all of them behaved like puppets.

Then the Banta Singh also did that few times, for 10$ :-) what a chain of fools, it went on for more than 30 years, wow Mundla Reddy. :-) That is some obsession. :-)

Back in the Pearson International Airport, as I was looking for small change, near the exit of the Airport to call my pick up, a young Caucasian women stood near an ATM machine with loonies and toonies, like she was told, someone will come looking for them, :-).

And as we drove away from the Airport towards Sherbrooke Street in Toronto, to break the silence in the car, I said, Canada looks good, the Punjabi woman, wiffe of my friend who came to pick me, immediately blurted out, " Jaldi Hi, Pata Chal jayega", meaning shortly you will know how good Canada is, :-), just for the record, not one person I spoke to before I came to Canada in India, said anything positive about Canada, "Don't go", was the sermon, even my own younger brothe,r who had applied for some Cruise ship job in Vancouver in 1996, and I paid his fee of 4500 Rs, he too told me, "There are no jobs in Canada, why are you going". :-)

Why people in India (Who know about Canada and who do not know) had such negative opinion about Canada?

Back to the retards in Toronto, Who later worked on few social experiments to assess few things in a jiffy, like my sexuality, If I was a Homosexual, Pedophile, Bisexual, Womanizer etc etc some label, and whatever conclusion they drew between 17th March 2001 and 01 May 2001, they passed that half baked information to people who called me later on my cell phone, and whatever was projected was based on those few social experiments those retards carried out in Toronto. :-)

That answers many questions I had, like, 

Why did the medical examiner (some white guy) in Dimethaid Manufacturing Inc, Quebec (Small Scale Pharmaceutical) checked our genitals, :-) for a job in pharmaceuticals manufacturing topical solutions, :-) he was making sure we have the goods, If they want to stick a label.

Why did my Supervisor said, I had some negative information in my reference, regarding women, and nothing about my work, because before 2001, I never worked with any woman employee :-) so having a negative info about women does not arise, this was a input from the retards.

Why Bitch from Hell , the human resources manager, and the Swiss Dumbanic gossiped about my sexuality, like that was the number one topic for discussion, because they were all brain washed by those retards who carried out those social experiments in those few weeks before I moved to quebec on 21 June 2001.

Also they influenced Bitch from hell and the human resource to get fresh references from India, after they finished talking to three references in Toronto, and we signed the appointment order and the day they chose for signing the appointment order was the same day I was supposed to join Dalton Research in Toronto, :-) so, as I did not join Dalton Research, and the appointment order in Dimethaid was signed, then the ladies asked me for fresh references from India. :-)

Then as the retards had nothing in their hands other than speculation, they wanted some feedback from India, so the new request for fresh references, and I had no choice so I gave the references where I worked, even though I knew everyone would know where I was working and the attacks would continue and that is what happened and it continues even today in 2023.

And the retards in Toronto, and the Cong party of India in Andhra Pradesh, which was run by the Reddy Mafia had a field day, they must have exchanged all the information they need to put in and that information was passed on to the Bitch from hell or her Human resources pet. :-)

Still they did not had anything in hand so again speculation followed, and all the ladies from Dimethaid just played with that information, when nothing worked they resorted to therapy etc, and Dumbanic resorted to "I will call the police", :-) followed by Cat on the wall, who would quip, don't tell me police is after you. :-)

But one thing Bitch from hell continued to communicate with my references for years, even Dumbanic in 2003, which is two years after I joined Dimethaid, she was communicating with my references, :-).

Why such obsession with an employee ?

Because the Retards, some political party, probably Liberals, Conservatives were in formation then, Bitch from hell, Dumbanic and other mismanging employees were working on some campaign then, which continues even today, they could not get anything in 23 years, so that they can tighten the noose around my neck and drag me around, like they wanted, :-) not that this agenda is not there, only people have changed, now there are new retards with same agenda, and they always are under this impression, they are this close. :-)

Hence Dumbanic was very active after 2003, because the moment she understood what she was supposed to do, she broke all norms of decency, :-) and she was getting paid also, so who will not do what she did, :-) particularly If one had no clue why they were working in a pharmaceutical. 

Again why Pharmaceutical ? If they like puppets around them, Army is the right thing but there one can not sit and read Roman history and feel invisible like Julius Caesar, :-) one will have to show some skills. :-)

Gate Keepers is a term Mr Pierre Poilievre, the current opposition leader from Conservative party of Canada uses for people who poke their nose in everything, does not matter it concerns them or not, they know about it or not, :-).

Gate keepers do two things:

1) They remove hurdles in the path of those (Like Dumbanic from Switzerland) whom they like or whom they feel, he or she will/would work in their favor and on their agenda, and will also keep them afloat with privileges, and people shamelessly enjoy those privileges, particularly the Caucasian women, and then they feel invisible.

2) At the same time they plant hurdles in the path of the rest in general, visible minority in particular, because visible minority is not considered white, not in Canada and not in Quebec, but the liberal party of Canada,Democrats in USA, Cong party of India all are considered the Black parties.

Which also means the Conservatives in Canada, Republicans in USA, and BJP in India are  the White parties. :-)

For Quebec there are two sets of Gate keepers, English version (Pro Canada) and French version (Could be both Pro Canada and Pro Quebec), so the visible minority in Quebec along with the native people have to deal with both the versions, in addition to working their ass off in the sweat shops mostly run by Europeans, :-) and then there is this 24/7 trouble for people who do not speak French, :-) and also refuse to kiss some Caucasian Arse. :-) 

There is a large population of Sikh in Montreal, and they run all kind of businesses, the Gate Keepers have no problem with them, and none of them speak French, few might say "Bonjour", but actually no one wants to speak any other language other than Punjabi, but no one seems to have problem, because Sikhs have no problem with anyone with pale skin color, "Gora Hona Chahiye", any one who has a pale skin color is a natural master. :-) hence the people who complain that certain people in Quebec do not speak French are OK with Sikhs, I think you can give your driving exam in Punjabi in Quebec.

So it is not French, the problem is they too want Arse lickers, that way they too get the platter of privileges with out working for them, then everything is OK, French, no French, Illegal, Refugee, anything  is ok, as long as one is an Arse licker, but make sure the Arse is Quebecois and with pale skin color. :-)

Just for record: No one in Quebec speaks French as a language, this even Canadian government will not tell you, they speak some kind of Creole, similar to Haiti, which they call Quebcois, even French folks from Paris might find it difficult to understand, but the Quebecois want everyone to speak French in Quebec. :-) to protect their one language and culture, they do not travel outside Quebec. :-)

Then you ask them what does, "Je Me Souvien" mean, they look at each other, you can find this on every registration plate, even on the cars driven by people who opposed Quebec separation, like Mr Jean Chretian, he rides a car with Quebec registration plate which also says, Je Me Souvien. :-)

They blamed us, the visible minority of letting their referendum down, even our car registration plates read, Je Me Souvien, they fight with me, I came in 2001, :-) but I too have that on my car.

Je Me Souvien, means, I remember in a negative sense, what to remember, every one has a reason, mostly it is about the betrayal by Ontario in the Quebec referendum in 1980 and 1995.

And Ontario blamed the visible minority, hence the games of using visible minority in Quebec by Ontario, trying to appease Quebec, that "see what we do to these people who did not vote", meaning people like me, :-) who came in 2001, :-) something like that, a large number of Caucasian retards (male and females) from Ontario and Quebec even today work on this agenda, and since I am speaking French, they do not want me to stay in Quebec any more, :-) but move to some other place, because I am becoming useless for their games now. :-)

What they would love is, I complaining about Quebec, and some Bitch from hell or Dumbanic consolidating on it like it is her only agenda. :-)

I think La belle province was better or it should be open to choose.

If anyone sees a Quebecoise (French Canadian) in your country, please speak only in your mother tongue with them, :-) like If they are in Tamilnadu, which is remote, they don't travel, speak Tamil or refuse to communicate, and tell them, sorry our language and culture is in danger, :-) 

This is what Quebecoise do in Quebec, :-) 

They do not even consider, the person asking for information could be a tourist, a visitor, a new immigrant, a person on deputation, it could be anyone, but NO, Jamais, :-) 

Parle Francais, :-) (Do you speak French)

And one word you will never hear in Quebec is "Enchante", 

It is a French word it means "Nice to meet you", :-) because the Quebecois are so scared and insecure that they do not want to loose their language or culture, as a result only south Asians suffer the most in Quebec, because there is no French in South Asia, rest everyone is ok, even English are OK, they have their own public and private schools, Chinese in Quebec, are Ni Anglais Ni Francais, they don't speak English or French, but they open shops deep in Quebec. :-)

If a South Asian wants to put his wards in private English schools, the fees is jacked up by ten folds, so they have no option but put their wards in French public schools, where the liberal party of Canada is very active with kids who do not speak French or who get less marks in French.

Irony, actually Liberal party of Canada blames Parti Quebecois of being racial but it is Liberal Party of Canada which is very active in French Public Schools along with the police department, they play a very lame game.

The Gate keepers get involved and manipulate the English teachers in French Public Schools to give marks generously in English to such students who are not from French back grounds and same time fail them in French language courses, so that the Gate keepers could project them and their parents as defaulters of not speaking French in Quebec. :-)

Big political game, may be that is why Liberals lost their majority in just one term.

Such a crime, :-) so people of this world do us a favor, If you see a Quebecois (French Canadian) in your country, please speak only your mother tongue with them, not even English. Please do this for us and stick to it. :-)

Before when ever Mr Pierre Poilievre spoke in the parliament, he spoke with out a hiccup, it was like charm to watch a politician talking like an ordinary joe, but the day he became the official opposition leader, it was quite evident the Gate Keepers screwed his throat, one can watch the video on You Tube, Mr Pierre Poilievre had to drink water every now and then to keep going or rather keep talking, this is in the Canadian parliament. :-)

When ever I had to appear in any Municipal court or Regie du logement, Montreal, I had to do the same thing, :-) to keep my mouth and throat moist, I would carry some Candy.

It appears the one retard hidden in a hole somewhere does not want few people to talk freely, and the technology used is wireless, even local police stations in Montreal have them.

Prompt question a responsible person would or should ask is "why the police needs them"?.

:-)

So, now we know what Gate Keepers are, they are every where, Canada, Quebec, Montreal, USA, UK, Europe, India, etc etc, I have listed these countries because of my personal experience, but they are every where in a network of 156 countries, and they update themselves 24/7, mostly they are where one is vulnerable, like Garages, Schools, Day cares, Hospitals, Clinics, HRDC centers, airports, even police stations, and our Prime minister reitreated today standing next to Mr Biden, he will invest more on Surveillance. :-)

Retards must be upbeat.

Prompt question a responsible person should ask is, why the network and why update so fast and at what cost, and who pays for it, and for whose benefit ? 

Now try to analyse how Malaysian airline flight 370 went missing, ? :-) you might find few answers. :-)

Back to KLM flight on 17th March 2001, Amsterdam to Toronto, :-) as me and the white guy talked on various topics, India comes up, then Turmeric comes up, I tell him enough research is not done on Turmeric as a drug, but because of ancient research in India it is already incorporated in to Indian cuisine for a daily in take, to this the white guy argues and tries to shut me off, :-) he says loudly, " Ahhhhh No, "Turmeric is nothing", all we get from India is Sesame seeds, that is all.

There I was with a knowledge and history of knowledge on Turmeric and this white guy probably never used it or even touched it but since he is Caucasian and from Canada, :-) and the International Narrative was/is anyone with pale skin color is smart,  instead of saying, " I don't know", he tries to shut me off. :-)

People, When you have no clue, or no exposure, or knowledge, about anything, just say, "I don't know", instead of exposing your worth with worthless argument.

Then the Air hostess arrives on the scene, a white woman, (There is no such thing as white, because as per Canadian Tire color code, no one can be called white.) but since it is used for certain people from the western countries, I am also using.) 

She arrives and serves cold boiled Broccoli with sour cream, it is not like he paid for it or ordered it, or this dish was in shortage, or it is the expensive dish, or only few elite were served on the flight, :-), we were in economy, I was on seat number one and he was seat number two, then she turns to me and asks me,do you also want this, :-) I was like, oh, the green cauliflower, ok, I never ate in my life, and it looks vegetarian, it should be ok, 

and it was ok, :-) it costs about 5$ today.

Then the white guy asks her for sparkling water, (Soda), Goli Soda in Telugu, :-) she brings him a glass of Soda, :-) and then she turns to me and asks, " You also want Sparkling water", with an facial expression, which was like, so you too want same privileges we enjoy because of our pale skin color, which you don't seems to have, :-) and still you want the same stuff this white guy deserves, because he has the pale skin color. :-)

I never liked Soda in my life, so I refused, politely with a thanks, but then the white guy sitting next to me, laughs out loudly as If she just tickled his superior balls wrapped in pale skin with her banter, :-) then she walks off with her nose up in air and a smirk on her pale face, as If she was singing,  voila!, I did it again.

In Dutch, it should be, "Voila , Ik deed het weer". :-) 

I never visited Netherlands or Europe before, or knew or seen her, :-) it is the age old culture she came from, so she could not help herself.

Same person when she would visit India, Indians would swarm around her and many would like to take pictures with her, so they come back feeling more superior. :-)

Netherlands If you look into their history, they screwed people where ever they went, and who ever offered them hospitality, be it India, be it Africa, be it South East Asia, South Africa, Pretoria was run by Netherlands, and not British, even in India it was Netherlands which screwed Indians and not British, because East India company was Netherlands "Screw the world", company and it was not British, British just took the Credit, the probable reason why there is no history of Indian colonial period in British schools, ok, Sir Winston Churchill was a manipulative artist of high caliber but Netherlands is the only country and just 20 km away from Britain which never came under British rule, even during heights of British colonial era, all the dirty work was carried out by Netherlands.

I am also learning Dutch and Swahili, Dutch are more interested in Boterham, (Sandwich) Swahili are obsessed with Holangi (Holand), again the cultural difference, one is Narcissistic the later is ancient and more developed. :-)

And when I was leaving India, Congress party of India, in Andra Pradesh run by Reddy mafia, manipulated my airline ticket and arranged KLM, KLM was arranged out of all other airlines, I never asked for any specific airline or even price, I just paid what ever that Travel Agency on RP Road in Secunderabad asked for, the agent was a Telugu guy, ("Hum to apni marenge, Har din,") .

Why KLM, they could have arranged British Airways, Air France, Lufthansa, only KLM because, Congress party of India is still connected with Netherlands because of their long friendship, and it was them who must have told the KLM staff through the Netherlands government, to take care of me, :-) as one of their member (asshole), Mundala Reddy, my first employer wanted that way. :-)

Mundala Reddy wanted me to see his power, poor fellow tried almost every possible way he could but I was/am not impressed by Arse lickers, even If that Arse belonged to some powerful politician in the government. :-)

His EGO which was 14 floors high like his private residence was hurt when I resigned, that is all. :-) How dare you resign, :-) when I am showing you, how powerful I am, the Congress party of India which is run by Reddy mafia in Andra Pradesh before 2014 was with him, they gave him award after award, while he was the most corrupt, king of pollution, he did not pay taxes for almost 35 years, he maintained two accounts, one to show and one actual. :-)

If Rahul Gandhi wants to move up the ladder, he needs to clean up Cong of all this filth, which has tarnished its image as a mafia party, apart from pad yatra, :-) he should focus for 2029, 2024 elections will be manipulated because BJP has learned from the west how to manipulate elections and win, so 2024 is again Modi, Modi, Modi, Modi. :-)

KLM flight from Mumbai to Amsterdam, it was very evident that something was not right, the ladies would walk past me with a laughter, I was like "what is going on", that was my the first international flight ever, and a white women sitting in the aisle seat on the left side, who disembarked in Amsterdam was laughing continuously while looking at me, probably it was her who arranged for a peanut butter sandwich, which was so old and shitty, and the ladies were having fun with a passenger, :-) probably they expected I will have some severe allergic reaction with that peanut butter sandwich, :-) again lack of knowledge made them do that, pale skin does not add extra intelligence, :-) I requested for water many times but none of the ladies came back with water, so I had to clear my throat in the wash room with water from sink, :-) as I emerged still confused, the white women sitting two seats from the washroom kept giggling. 

That was my first international flight ever, every penny paid by me, from my hard earned money, so the disease, " I will show you how powerful I am", was propogated by Congress party of India to Netherlands, it did not stop there it came to Canada, then to Quebec, then to USA, UK, Germany, and again back to India, and it kept growing, Mundala Reddy meant business when he threatened me in 1995" Does not matter where you go, you will always find me". :-)

So it has been 27 years since I resigned from his company, after working 6 years, 16 hours a day, with out any overtime money, I never claimed any overtime money, he owes me so much money for all the overtime I did for 6 years, and all the projects I finished, he just took credit , even then he was not satisfied, he came to this conclusion that he can just tie me to a R & D bench and I will be churning project after project and he will just take the credit, so he created a narrative and fed that narrative to his two partners.

"Ahhhhhh he just a kid", he does what ever I tell him to do, :-) but when I resigned his narrative fell flat, and he has to find another dumb guy working 16 hours a day, 6 days a week with out asking for any returns, I was enjoying the freedom of playing with Chemistry.

After 1995 he carried out back ground check on me, that is after I resigned, :-) normally it is done before one is hired but this dumb rustic country Reddy, did that after I left and joined IIL, and he did not stop, he found out about few people in IIL who were connected with few in his company, because they worked together somewhere before, one such fellow was Saidappa,(Real name) so Saidappa played very important role in passing Mudala Reddy's whims and fancies to the bunch of educated, forward class scientists but very backward in thinking in IIL. :-)

Before I joined, 1995 Sep, they arranged a meeting of all like minded people in QC Lab and the meeting was addressed by K Rama Rao, (Real name) Saidappa's ex colleague from some Alcohol distillation plant, KRR a Khamma, MSc in Chemistry, :-) told the people present, " The new guy who will be joining us, thinks he is a King, :-) meaning over smart, so he told them they have to play FOOTBALL with me, meaning I would be the football, :-) see how many people failed to say, "I don't know".

Note: There was no Dalit or lower caste or foreigner or white guy or any Sikh guy involved, all were Telugu, all were forward caste, all were highly educated, all were Scientists, all looked more or less alike, only problem was some Mundala Reddy with friends in Congress party of India was not happy that I resigned.

He threatened, Oct 1995, One phone call to someone in Cuddapah - Kadapa, his home district, known for violence, country bombs, etc. etc. no secret, everyone knows about it, someone will throw bombs on your head, just for resigning, :-) I said, " I can give you my address", with a smile.

But he was serious, 1996 Jan or Feb, bombs went off in a quarter held by an employee from Cuddapah - Kadapa, inside IIL, :-) some 100 yards from my quarter, and the person who kept them there was known to K Rama Rao and also to Mundala Reddy, the pictures of the damage might still be available with human resources in IIL, no one was hurt, every one took it lightly, and eventually it was hushed up probably by the Cong party of India.

But Mundala reddy did not stop, he kept trying, at least seven attempts were made, but Ja ko Raakhe Sayinyan, Maar Sake Na Koi", seems to have worked, but this was never the reason to move to Canada. :-)

The question asked by Mr Barua (Real name) then CEO and President of IIL and London returned Assamese Gora, :-) asked me in the final interview, Are you Brahmin ? and before I could answer, the Personal Manager Verma answered, He is Kayasth, 

I had no clue what Kayasth meant then, I did not even knew that Naidu means Leader, because Caste was not a parameter because of our upbringing in Air Force Stations, but in Andra Pradesh or Telangana everything is Caste based, people communicate strictly on Caste lines or they ignore each other, people educated and working as scientists would not even speak with each other leave alone cooperate with each other, If the Sub Caste was different. Such backwardness.

Saidappa, who never spoke to me back in my first company, along with few others, they refused to even acknowledge a simple hello, I think he too was Khamma, because he felt threatened by my presence and I was standing shoulder to shoulder with all the senior guys who were in their late 40's or early 50's and I was in my 20's, and Saidappa was brain washed by another QC Manager, a Brahmin, who also felt threatened, both worked with Mundala Reddy in some company named Unilides of Dr Reddy's group, all more or less born before 1950.

Had they all said, "I don't know", today some Dumbanic or some Bitch from hell or some Cat on the wall, or some Caucasian women in Pharmaprix or Chomady Nissan would not have to work so hard to maintain the narrative that people with pale skin are smart and need privilege over others, :-) and those who do not have the pale skin should fall in line and respect the white man's narrative, and work towards the one common agenda, "What can be done for the comfort of the white man". :-)

And here in Canada, 

The CEO was a Lawyer from York university Toronto, what was she doing in a Pharmaceutical, :-) she appointed Bitch from hell as Director Operations, who had spent all her life in call centers, :-) and then at 50 she did some MBA so she was hired as Director operations, she had no clue what she had to do, what was she doing in a Pharmaceutical, so she hired bunch of Jewish people, and appointed them as Managers and directors, and few from Cosmetics, one such guy was PhD from UK, one was an Italian who was the plant director or leader, he was not able to understand why so much fuss was being made for D M Water, because he came from Cosmetics, then the High school drop out from Switzerland joined with a claim that she has PhD in Bio chemistry, why someone needed a Biochemist in a Pharmaceutical making a Topical solution, :-) there were three Microbiologists for a Topical solution, :-) Nine people worked in the QC lab for one Topical solution which was not yet approved by FDA or TPD or MCA, :-) what do you call it, Management. :-)

DM Water sample was analysed by three Microbiologists, then the report was given to a receptionist CB, who would check it and pass it to a woman with PhD in Physical Chemistry from University of Montreal, CP, who did not want to touch glassware but wanted to become Manager directly with out learning the trade :-) someone told her it is easy to become a manager, just scream and insult, poor thing did just that, why choose Physical Chemistry and then why Pharmaceutical, and why QC, or R&D, she would check it and pass it to the QC Manager, a MSc from Quebec, she would check it sign it as manager QC and pass it to the QA department where a QA associate would check it and pass it to the QA Manager, who would check and sign it as pass, then it will be passed to another QA associate to file it.

So every day I found the Manager QC checking some documents for one Topical solution, I wondered what would they do If they had to manage QA-QC for 40 pharmaceuticals products.

I am not bragging but when I joined IIL, the KRR, the BSc Chemist, and the technician all took 1 or 2 months vacation and left with out informing me, I just joined, again they lacked any knowledge about my experience, what they knew was what ever Saidappa told them about me or what ever Mundala Reddy wanted to be told, and when they returned everything was on time, then they wanted to find out who helped me, :-) and during that time few Managers were so impressed by my work that it helped me get confirmation on time, when extending people's probation was the norm.

Like Mundala Reddy also always thought that someone was helping me do the projects, the main reason he did not promote me, he wanted to find out who that person was, Dumbanic also repeats, someone is telling him or helping him. :-) 

Just because I do things effortlessly, it does not mean every one can do, and when people fail they turn vindictive and jealous.

To me it was like a joke, because I managed both QC lab, Instrumentation lab and also QA functions for some 40 products (Vaccines, Injections, Tablets, Formulations, Chemicals, API's etc etc) and 400 specifications, with just one BSc chemist, and two High School technicians and two apprentices, :-) which included Microbiology also, the technician with high school did all the Sterility testing, and we also had ISO documentation, which I managed all by myself, with at least 10 senior managers always looking for an opportunity to pull my leg, thanks to Mundala Reddy and Congress party of India - Reddy Mafia.

And there is some Caucasian retard who has been working very hard since 2002, hell bent on pushing me into a car garage, he even prepared a car garage owned by an Arab, because Dumbanic learned or worked in a car garage probably when she dropped out of high school or when her father died, or her father was a mechanic.

The chain reaction continues ........ Now some folks in UK - India - Canada feel I should go back to India, because they think it is easy for them to play their dumb games If I was in India.

:-)

" Look I have pale skin color, I am superior, :-) so kiss my arse, but don't expect anything in return, because I am superior I will fuck you up any way whether you work for me or not, but make sure you provide me with the best produce, best clothes, and the best attention, and then I will create an international narrative at your cost and send all the used stuff back to you to sort out or for your use, all this because I have this pale skin color, which my friend you don't have, hence you have to give me the privileges again at your own cost but at my terms". :-)

That is all............This is the only fight the 40 Narcissistic countries are fighting with 155 dumb countries.

White man's nightmare.......................Equality

White women's nightmare..................Loosing the platter of privileges and the white man.

For the dumb countries......

If there can be OPEC for Crude oil exports, there can be whole lot of co - operations among countries who produce, Rice, Wheat, Veg Oil, Sugar, pulses etc. etc. after all, all are products like Crude oil, If Crude oil price goes up, increase the price of all other commodities by ten folds specially for the OPEC countries, they will have no option but to grow them or reduce the Crude oil prices.

Make a list of products imported by each country, and then make your foreign policy based on that, custom made for each country. 

It is not rocket technology, If you need Crude oil, they need Wheat or Rice or Veg oil. :-)

Western countries are covered in snow 8 months a year they need everything, all they grow is corn, exception USA.

And yet Wicked Seven control everything....Tch Tch Tch.

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Next post: Cars and Canada. :-)

Sri Ganesh Chaturthy 2022

 Hari Om!

31st Aug 2022 is Sri Ganesh Chaturthy, 

Though I want to write a lot on this topic but I am not getting the clearance from the other side, they simply do not want me to reveal anything to the people, the main reason is they want each individual to figure it out themselves and experience the divinity.

Spoon feeding leads to mockery of everything by the spoon fed individuals. :-)

All I can write about the story, that Mata Parvati makes a boy out of sandal paste and then asks him to guard the gate etc. etc. the story needs to be taken as a metaphor and then applied to our lives.

Kali Yuga Ganesha is supposed to be DwiBhuja, meaning with two arms only, but one can see people keep four to even 12 bhuja idols.

anyway

Subh and Labh, 

Vinayaka Chaturthi 

to one and all,

S P Ianala, 30 Aug 2022.

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Metaphor - a Bed Time Story

 Like most parents, my parents (Biological) also told us bed time stories, but mostly in hot summer afternoons, :-) and most of these stories were related to Sanatana Dharma, and the stories were frequently repeated, and my three siblings would walk away the moment they would hear them coming, but I would sit and listen to them all over again, again, again, again, again, again and again, because every time I would understand the story from a new perspective, a new angle, some called that, I do drama or I tried to show my parents, that I was an obedient child of theirs:-) but the truth is every time it carried a new set information for me. ;-)

The reason people should pay attention when ever Ramayana, Maha Bharata or any story is told to them.

One such story was told innumerable times with out any explanations or meaning of that story, because that story was a metaphor.

The story:

Once upon a time, there was this town, and there was a King and the King had seven sons,

The sons were all grown up,

One day the King calls all his sons and tells them to fetch seven fish each,

So, the seven son's of the King go to fetch seven fish each,

When they are back with seven fish each,

The king asks them to dry the fish under the Sun,

The seven son's of the king place their respective seven fish under the Sun,

The next day the King asks them to see If they were dry, 

The son's return and inform the King that only six fish were dry but the seventh fish was not dry,

King asks his son's to go and ask the seventh fish why it was not dry,

So, the seven son's of the King ask their respective seventh fish , why it was not dry,

1) The seventh fish - Because the heap of grass was blocking the Sun,

They ask the heap of Grass why it was blocking the Sun,

2) The heap of grass - Because the Cow did not eat it,

They ask the Cow, why it did not eat the grass, 

3) The Cow - Because the calf did not suckle her milk,

They ask the calf, why it did not suckle the milk,

4) The Calf - Because the Cowherd did not let her loose, 

They ask the Cowherd, why he did not let the calf loose, 

5) The Cowherd - Because my wife did not serve me the food, 

They ask the wife why she did not serve the cowherd his food, 

6) The Wife - Because the child cried, 

They ask the child why it cried, 

7) The Child - The ant bit me, 

They ask the ant why it had bitten the child,

8)The Ant - Because the child put his finger in my Ant hole, and anyone who puts his finger in my golden Ant Hill, Won't I bite..

Each one of the 8 lines numbered are individual Metaphors, and collectively all of them are part of one greater metaphor, now you have to decipher it. :-) Simple.

SPIanala Aug 2022

The Microcosm in Macrocosm, the Macrocosm in Microcosm.

Like most parents, my parents (Biological) also told us bed time stories, but mostly in hot summer afternoons, :-) and most of these stories were related to Sanatana Dharma, and the stories were frequently repeated, and my three siblings would walk away the moment they would hear them coming, but I would sit and listen to them all over again, again, again, again, again, again and again, because every time I would understand the story from a new perspective, a new angle, some called that, I do drama or I tried to show my parents, that I was an obedient child of theirs:-) but the truth is every time it carried a new set information for me. ;-)

The reason people should pay attention when ever Ramayana, Maha Bharata or any story is told to them.

One such story was told innumerable times with out any explanations or meaning of that story, because that story was a metaphor.

The story:

Once upon a time, there was this town, and there was a King and the King had seven sons,

The sons were all grown up,

One day the King calls all his sons and tells them to fetch seven fish each,

So, the seven son's of the King go to fetch seven fish each,

When they are back with seven fish each,

The king asks them to dry the fish under the Sun,

The seven son's of the king place their respective seven fish under the Sun,

The next day the King asks them to see If they were dry, 

The son's return and inform the King that only six fish were dry but the seventh fish was not dry,

King asks his son's to go and ask the seventh fish why it was not dry,

So, the seven son's of the King ask their respective seventh fish , why it was not dry,

1) The seventh fish - Because the heap of grass was blocking the Sun,

They ask the heap of Grass why it was blocking the Sun,

2) The heap of grass - Because the Cow did not eat it,

They ask the Cow, why it did not eat the grass, 

3) The Cow - Because the calf did not suckle her milk,

They ask the calf, why it did not suckle the milk,

4) The Calf - Because the Cowherd did not let her loose, 

They ask the Cowherd, why he did not let the calf loose, 

5) The Cowherd - Because my wife did not serve me the food, 

They ask the wife why she did not serve the cowherd his food, 

6) The Wife - Because the child cried, 

They ask the child why it cried, 

7) The Child - The ant bit me, 

They ask the ant why it had bitten the child,

8)The Ant - Because the child put his finger in my Ant hole, and anyone who puts his finger in my golden Ant Hill, Won't I bite..

Each one of the 8 lines numbered are individual Metaphors, and collectively all of them are part of one greater metaphor, now you have to decipher it. :-) Simple.

SPIanala Aug 2022

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Craving for something?

It is normal for every person to crave for something and they actually do not know what that craving is, some try food, some try sex, some try expeditions, some try physical activities, some try mental activities, some try various other things, etc. etc.

But none of them ever understand what that craving is, and the feeling is same for every one,

Males crave for Females, and Females for Males, when they are not satisfied they go looking for other avenues, :-) but the satisfaction never comes to their inner being.

Some devote lot of time trying, to find that one person who will bring that satisfaction to them, but they never find that one person, because that one person who would bring that satisfaction does not exist.

As a result they loose hope, take to spirituality, Yoga, :-) Voyage, Travel, they wander aimlessly and yet the satisfaction never comes, this process can go on and on for many births as well.

The answer is: The satisfaction will come when you turn into Buddha, :-) not before that.

Don't jump to conclusion and ask, So, I have to become a Buddhist, travel to East, Tibet, etc. etc. answer to this question is a simple Yes and No.

You have to turn yourself into Buddha. :-) that simple. :-)

Being Buddha - It is a spiritual status bestowed upon you when you reach certain level of purity, (Mind Body and Soul kind of).

Mahavira (Vardhamana) did, so, he should be called Mahavira Buddha,

Siddharta Gautama did, So, he too should be called S G Buddha, He was from Nepal, his nose is slightly turned upward. 

Many others did, and many do not know they have turned into Buddha, :-) they simply wither away when their body falls.

When the body falls, the soul (So called) leaves the body from three places, 

1) Anus - this happens for most people, actually it is through the Brahma Dwara, it is also the door through which the soul entered at first place.

2) Mouth - This happens for people who have crossed Vishuddha Chakra but are around Agya Chakra and have not turned into Buddha, My father is a very good example.

3) Brahma Randhra - The small hole in the inverted lotus on the top of your head, which is normally open in a new born baby but it closes in an adult and it opens again when you reach the Shasrara and travel beyond Shasrara, 

Up to Agya Chakra, the ladder is available with 33 steps, but from Agya Chakra (6th) there is no ladder, you have to use Shiva Linga which is formed and then it grows in size to reach Shasrara's stem, this was externalised by Brahmins with a Shikha, bodhi, Tikki in Hindi, Pilka in Telugu, expecting that small tuft of hair will connect with the Shiva's third eye, Bhala Netra, the reason it is also called Bodhi because the wisdom flows through it from Shiva into the aspirant.

To understand Bhala Netra (The third eye of Shiva), watch Lord of the rings, (The eye of sauron), some what close. 

In contrast the Bhala Netra is very calm, pleasing, extremely beautiful, there is nothing as beautiful as this eye, and there is nothing evil, like the eye of sauron, evil burns in its view, the evil gets dissolved in it, it explodes in to smithereens, this is good for the evil in you as well.

So the mind reaches greatest purity, and that kind of mind is in great demand in the Universenet, it is widely sought after by all the divine as well as all other imitating the divine, there are more celestial beings imitating the divine then the actual divine, I think the ratio is like one to ten or more, so the divine has to innovate new ways to hoodwink the evil and present it self, and divine never repeats itself, every time it presents itself in a new way, by the time the evil catches up with the divine, it is already too late, :-) and the evil keeps repeating itself till they realize that the divine has changed and presented itself in a new form or new way.

It is like white man or white women's proxy games in the west and India, some of the proxy games have been in play for last 20 years or more, :-) they still expect something will happen, the woman from Toronto was 62 then in 2002, now she is 82, and she continues to take baby steps expecting something will happen one day. :-)

Even the white man and the white women have been trying very hard with their electronic invasive surveillance to ape the divine, the purpose is to enjoy free service, under the agenda, " What can we do for the comfort of the white man". :-)

And I kind of enjoy this show, it is a continuous drama, :-) it is the same drama being played in the Microcosm (Inside) as well as in the Macrocosm (Outside). :-)

And back to the evil, when the evil explodes like poooof, you can see how the dark matter makes and breaks everything, :-) want to see, simple, get the single eye. ;-)

(For the Physicists - Dark matter is a 100% light particle which is 100% consciousness, each particle can decide for itself and it knows 100% where to connect and where to break off.

Best example to get an idea, the particles behave more or less like shoal of fish, or even swarm of birds, where each fish and each bird knows what they are doing or what they have to do, the fish and birds are not 100% consciousness, If humans are 60% consciousness, I might say they are 25% consciousness, a pebble might be 0.1% consciousness, the dark particle is 100% consciousness. each particle is complete in itself.)

Best describe by this mantra.

ॐ पूर्णमदः पूर्णमिदं पूर्णात्पूर्णमुदच्यते ।
पूर्णस्य पूर्णमादाय पूर्णमेवावशिष्यते ॥
ॐ शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः ॥

So, the Shiva Linga and the Shikha is formed by these dark particles and they stay in shape.

So, the third eye is not inside your body, it is outside at a distance above your head which is expected by a Hindu to connect with it with a Shikha, :-) so they grew a shikha.

But it is not what helps in the connection, the Shikha made of tuft of hair is just an externalization of the real Shikha which extends from the apex of the head or from the base of the inverted lotus (Shasrara) on top of your head and connects with the Bhala Netra (Shiva's third eye) which gives you the ability to see in the past and into the future. 

It is like getting an internet connection, but limited uploading and limited downloading capacity and the control entirely rests with the owner of this eye, which is none but Shiva, once connected you can see all those from various worlds and various dimensions, like WhatsApp. :-) You can travel through time and see whomever you want to see, there is no time limit, I saw Krishna as a 16 years old and also as an adult, Rama as 12 year old, in his marriage with Sita, Gautama, Agatsya Maha Rishi, Narada, Shukhabrahma, etc etc no limit. :-) but it is so tiring, I need to sleep 16 hours a day, which is expensive.

For the Retards (Electronic invasive surveillance) from West) : Please don't poke into my brain looking for these things, they are all spread out in various dimensions, I have counted more then 64 till now and it is not the end, your invasion into my head leaves painful pimples on my head. :-)

Mera sar na huwa baap ka maal hain, :-)

You will come across many sites on internet, where it is said Brahma Randhra is Shasrara, it is not, Sharara is the inverted lotus with thousands and thousands of petal like elliptical holes, which are externalised by the skull cap (Kufi) of a Muslim, particularly the one made with Krosha, Hindu's used to leave a hair cap with a Shikha on a bald head, others have various other ways.

Facial Hair, As the aspirant grows in stature, the hair on his inner being also grows, it not only grows it also gets organized, this is true for women also, :-) even women also have facial hair, long beards, long flowing moustache, and locks of hair covering the head.

As a result of this inner change, the aspirant has this strong desire to grow facial hair, but since a woman can not grow facial hair, due to that strong urge, they started wearing facial cover made of cloth, they call it hijab.

The case of Sikh's (Students) is not because of some inner urge, it could be, there is a possibility, it is more as a respect towards their Guru, or Guru's, who had facial hair and Kesh was one of the K's recommended by their tenth Guru, born 1666.

The image of a diya (Oil lamp) with its wick lit, is a perfect replica of the Agya Chakra, on top of which is Shiva Linga which grows on it, which looks like the flame on the oil wick, and the aura of light created by that flame on its top looks some what like the Shasrara, when the entire thing is seen from a different angle, only difference is the Shasrara looks like a bejeweled crown with many colors.

Not exact but close, the angle has to be much lower.

The reason why Hindus light lamp on every occasion, which is again an externalization of the entire thing, each oil lamp represents Shiva in his full glory.

So the flower garlands, Incense, the puja peetha, the door, the lamps, particularly the Kundulu, oil lamps made of gold color metal where five oil wicks can be placed are all externalization of what is inside.

The Kundulu in golden color with five wicks actually depict five nirvikara forms of Shiv, and inside they are always dancing. :-)

Only difference is the fifth light is on the top, Ishana.

All this is a small part of what one can see, If man made internet is so vast, Imagine the vastness of Shiva's Universenet. :-)

Like you need a password from an Internet providing company to connect to the man made internet, to connect to the Universenet, (I have given this name) through Shiva's Bhala Netra, you need a password, and that password only Shiva can give you, sorry, I can not share it.

So why waste time playing stupid white man's or white women's proxy games.

भैया बहुत पापड़ बेलने पड़ते हैं  (Bhaiya Bahut Papad Belne Padte Hain). :-)

तो लग जावो काम पे। 

(Let me know If anyone could decipher the meaning of the story given above, just add a comment, or you can write an email also.)

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