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Expert Advice


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I really like the concept of having this Expert Advice feature in KBC show hosted by Amitav Bachchan whereby in critical moment participants take the help of that week’s expert on the show, who help them correctly answer the question. I wish we have expert advice at every stage of our life – every day. This way we know exactly where we are headed and be aware of what to expect the next corner, etc.
  
What have we learnt from the recent earthquake? This is a repeated question everyone asks today. Well, I can’t speak for others, but the only lesson I learnt from the September 18, 2011 earthquake is the temporary nature of our life. Now please don’t think of me as advocating some Buddhist principles. No. Trust me. 

It was a good reminder of that truth as every strand of hair on our bodies stood. An apt reminder, even if it was for a short duration (terribly long from fear point of view). People might have at least realized the importance of being nice to other people irrespective of places and positions.

But now we have experts snatching away the show talking of many things about the quake. They claim another tremor is brewing, which is far bigger than the recent one. This certainly is alarming news to us all. At least this time we lived to share our experience of the quake, which I doubt next time. And for the same reason this news has created commotions and fears amongst the frightened people everywhere.


I am not saying their intention is at all bad. But how does it help our people? They are trying to rise from the recent fall. If someone can predict the future or earthquake for that matter, well tell us before it happens – that way we can be prepared. That way our Department of Disaster Management and other responsible agencies can well equip themselves. Otherwise I find pointless in the expert advice when everything is done and gone. At the most it creates uncontained fear in us. 

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  1. penstar ............for hundreds of years people are trying to predict earthquake and we still are ....so it can happen any time .......

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