AN UNUSUAL SHOW OF COURAGE !!!

I came across an article a few days back which read : an 11 year old village girl saves her father's life by taking a bullet shot on him, on her chest....and she's alive. I shudder to even think about the amount of courage and audacity it would have taken to face the attack.

Ajmal Kasab and his cohorts may have shaken almost the entire city during those dark days at the end of November in 2008, but a young girl held her nerve and nailed him in court six months later when she identified him as one of the CST attackers. "Kasab should be hanged. When I identified him and narrated the incident to the court, Kasab didn't dare look at me. I do not fear anything and will stand with the prosecution till Kasab is punished," said the girl, who is now 11 years old.
"You can click my photo and show my face in the paper. I don't fear anyone," . The testimony of the girl, who fell unconscious after being hit by a bullet in her leg, was also among those that were a turning point for Kasab in the trial.

Where are those dastards who murder the girl child in the womb? God forbid if these girls had suffered the same misfortune.. who would have saved a father or accused a terrorist with such valor in front of millions of people? And they're many more like them whose heart wrenching stories go unnoticed...It's high time now, we should realize the growth of the economy is not the only factor for measuring the prosperity of a nation. The nation should ensure respect and security for EVERY citizen.

Aise hi ...

Iss khatam hoti zindagi mein..

isske dhuen mein udte palo mein..

zarra thehro..

apne zaalim dimaag pe lagaam lagaao

aur apne dil se poocho ki kya wo khush hai?

kya iss dil ne kabhi apne uss paagalo ki tarah chaahne waale shaks ke dil se baat ki hai..

kya iss dil ne apni maa ke goadh ka sukoon mehsoos kiya hai..

kya iss dil ne apne dosto ki hassi suni hai..

Apne dil ko ye sab khushi do....kyunki waqt kabhi nahi thehrega...

par yaadein humesha tumhare saath rahengi....in hi dil ki dhadkano mein..kabhi hassayengi...kabhi rulaayengi....par fir bhi ye keh toh sakoge....ki haa maine aisa din bhi dekha tha..jo mujhse koi nahi chheen sakta...

FESTIVAL !!!

Now I realize I don't like festivals. After all these years of listening that festival means joy , happiness, enjoyment etc etc, my heart still doesn't accept this worldly accepted view. Traffic jams, too much noise, boring holidays from work, unnecessary strain, busy friends and family members,hordes of people at malls and cinema halls is all what I get out of a festival.

Oh! how i love normal non-festival days. Smooth running traffic, definite routine, evening tea with friends,late night stroll in the sombre streets and PEACE - yes, that's what the soul yearns for.

Memories ..a never ending- ever changing saga

As i wished mom goodnight today, all of a sudden my throat choked, my heart sank and tears gushed into my eyes....I rushed to my room and sat down trying to figure out WHY?? WHAT HAPPENED?? My heart unspooled the memories it had bolted inside from so many years...A 3 year old me lying on the bed acting that i am asleep ...dad kissing me and his moustache prickling my cheeks which makes me squeal with laughter putting an end to my usual sleeping drama...Mom covers me with a red blanket with a baby animals print and till I am asleep dad is softly patting my forehead repeating these few magical words which i have heard all my childhood "mera chhota bhagwaan hai yeh"....The morning rush to school when i am literally howling till the first lesson comes to an end just because I had to leave mom dad at home...Coming back home and climbing in Akshay's arms and clinging onto him until i complete my day long saga of how i kicked that girl, gave a right answer and fed a puppy...As Akshu sits there having his lunch I admire this genius..he can complete all stages in mario...cycle without supporters and knows how to spell difficult words and he is a superman too - Yesterday he shouted at my neighbour because she twisted my arm during those It's- my-turn fights in some game...Though we also have our hair pulling-kicking- boxing- throwing things at each other fights everyday, He still will remain my SOLUTION AND CONFESSION MACHINE.....On this sunday morning I am with Akshu and two of my cousins in Nehru park trying to beat them at this obstacle race but howling when i get beaten by them, ultimately melting them and making them accept that they lost...Making dad agree to buy me ice creams (my loving eyes and puppy face works wonders with dad..ONLY dad)when i'm down with viral with the caveat that mom shouldn't have a slightest idea about this....

Back into my room I look at my books, my bed, my computer table and my phone...This is the present which will soon take its place in my heart and will be termed as memories...STRANGE....The more appropriate word would be CHANGE...yes that's the word..Now i get it.

Everynight i wish mom and dad goodnight, cover mom with a sheet, Switch off their mobile phone chargers, switch off the light, come back to my room and study. Talk to Akshay on the phone, ask him how his day fared and thanked God he came to Lucknow this month atleast I was able to see him once in two months. The next morning I hardly speak to dad in the 2-3 hours he gets before leaving home for work. The only words which break this silence is "tea is ready " or " the electricity bill is in the drawer" ...The day passes with the usual coaching - college-study routine..a variety of talks with mom- her treatment, some incidents which hurt her, talking of Akshay,some funny anecdotes, discussing Dad's health and behaviour,cousins who are all now busy in their lives and we try to wish each other on each other's birthdays atleast ,the list is endless....thinking...relaxing and discussing with my friends- my companions...It's impossible to conclude this here...It will continue till I am gone from this world .

Happy friendship day !!!

Friends- A word which has thousands of meanings for zillions of people around the globe. But how many people are blessed to have a true friend? And I use the word blessed because not everyone finds a true friend. Moreover if you are gifted with one,and you realize the importance of such a friend and preserve the relation with utmost care , selflessness, respect, love and understanding..You are definitely one of the luckiest people in the world- like ME.

That smile that sets everything right,
That comforting hand in times of grief,
That look which says "Don't worry ,I 'm with you"
That warmth you emit
And all those moments which are clearly etched in my heart.
Thank you for everything my dearest friend...Be with me always..I need you.


(Happy friendship day to all my lovely friends..!!...This One's for you all )

Mad Angles !!

Welcome to the world of "Mad Angles"- inspired by this really saucy range of chips which is being advertised by some devastatingly lame advertisements...lol.
Have you ever thought of your Mad angles??
*Is it some stupid belief which you know is baseless but you go on following it as religiously as Gandhiji used to observe the maun vrat .
"(Yelling in the morning just before the exam) Mom where's my lucky dotted pink pebble that i had found on the beach when we had gone to Mumbai in the summers of '93....Godddd please find it ...I won't pass my exam without that."

*Or is it some annoying habit of yours which you are in love with, but others are ready to kill you for it-
"The nose was made to be dug up ....breathing is just side business"
"I have table manners but i save them for future use...Why waste them at home??"

* FOOL proof opinions about people whom you barely know-
" I know this teacher at my coaching hates me...she always gives me that cold in-your-face stare when i am late( What else will she do? Do you expect her to jump from her seat and pounce on you exclaiming her elation on you being so late for the class).
"That Girl is so irritating ..I know she has tricked that super handsome dude of our class into being her boyfriend"

But it's ironic how we know we possess these mad angles and still love to flaunt them. We're ready to give people A-what's your-God-Damn-problem-shrug when they gather enough guts to finally divulge the annoying angle to us. Hope you read this and try to straighten your angle a bit....After all we want No Confusions...But Great Combinations !!

Hey...

A long awaited task is finally accomplished.Finally I have my own page.I don't know what kept me from making one before. But as the saying goes- "Better late than never", so here I am, This is me , there's nowhere else on Earth I'd rather be...(pardon me for the frequent bouts of song lyrics or poems just anywhere in my blog).

A heartiest welcome to everyone who took out their precious time and visited my blog. Please feel free to comment on the articles. Have a great day ahead :)