The essence of my daily realization is poured in the form of this blog contents. An attempt is made to be Brief and express the ideas succinctly.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Moving out of comfort-zone.
It was beginning of monsoon and
the afternoon was cloudy. But a couple rode happily on a bike braving the unfavourable
weather. They stopped by the road at a point which was a scenic spot. A distant
mountain was half-hidden by the clouds. The sun was not visible. But there was
enough light to click a photo. The wife took out the mobile phone to take a
photograph of her husband. At this time I happened to pass them. Ordinarily I
would never have taken an interest in such a situation but that day I thought to
move out of my comfort zone. The couple were complete strangers to me. However,
I stopped by them because I had to go out of my comfort zone. I asked the lady
for her mobile. Both the man and the wife were startled for a while. Obviously
the lady was reluctant to hand me her mobile. Now I had to smile and tell, “Ma’am,
please do not think that I am going to snatch your mobile. I just want to click
a photo of you both so that you can preserve the memory of your togetherness
forever.” The woman blushed and the man smiled at me. I clicked their
photograph, shook hands with the man and left them with a bye-bye gesture.
That afternoon for sometime a
smile lingered on my face. I moved out of my comfort-zone and at the same time
I expanded its limit too.........
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
The Village Temple
The village temple stands as a
sacred abode of HOPES, DREAMS, PROGRAMMES and IDEALS.
A woman comes with a basket full
of flowers, agarbati and coconuts and carries back a heart full of divine solace
and verdant hopes. She is contented and is assured of the lord’s blessings. The
happiness beaming on her face is born of a sense of great security provided by
the all-powerful village deity. The village temple is all hopes for her.
A student comes. He bows his head
before the idol and dreams of a good result in the recent examination; he dreams
of a good job and imagines his Sanskrit teacher’s daughter in bridal dress. The
village temple is the abode of his tender sweet dreams.
The local politician comes and
declares a programme of 3 day long Sankirtan for world peace. The temple
becomes a ground for mass gathering and the venue for chanting of sacred names
through Public Address system. An unknown passerby devotedly bows his head
while the programme goes on and the politician smilingly introduces himself as
the organizer.
That day the temple was silent.
The idol was standing in grave silence. And a woman who was mistreated
yesterday by a group of local dadas fell before the idol. Her body bore many
bruises. But her soul was more brutally bruised when she was told to keep
silent. She fell before the idol helplessly but when she rose up she had
garnered enough strength to put the anti-socials behind the bars and she was
determined to set a new IDEAL.
Monday, June 10, 2013
Conferer of Togetherness
Before the child drifts into
sleep, he hums and his mother lulls him to sleep. The mother pats the child’s
back. The humming of the child gets rhythmical with the pat. And then the
humming of the child gradually grows fainter and fainter as his eyes feel
heavier and heavier with sleep.
Now the child sleeps. He is a
small innocent figure who sleeps contentedly. On the table nearby a half filled
feeding bottle stood. The mother put the sleeping child on the bed. All day’s
work has made her dog-tired. She now throws herself in her husband’s arms and
the husband lovingly holds his tired wife. Both of them close their eyes in
deep togetherness. By the time the child also opens his eyes. He finds his mom
and father now fast asleep. He slowly climbs over them and joyfully holds both
of them and once again sleeps most contentedly with a divinely attractive smile
that truly lights up the family.
A CHILD IS TRULY A STRONG BINDER
WHO CAN HOLD A WHOLE FAMILY TOGETHER WITH HIS SMALL HANDS.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Social Networking Sites: The Common man's press
Everyone knows that the beetle shops, tea stalls and the coffee houses are the hot seats of political discussions. In some way or the other they are truly the best platform for exercising one’s freedom of speech. These are the places where we Indians are convinced or reassured of the existence of democracy. Sometime in a day with every sip of hot tea/coffee, many hot discussions on the fate of the country or on the meanness of our politicians or on the widespread corruption form the matter of discussion. No doubt, sometimes other issues like cricket, anti-rape propaganda, and terrorism also go in making the most animated talks of a day. These talks may be half-backed, rumour-like or biased or ill-informed but they bear the authentic stamp of a human-being’s real-time sentiments and response. They are not like those deliberately and masterfully tailored news pieces that appear in the print or electronic media. Most news items in the media distort the truth according to the news makers’ convenience. But the news and opinions served at the tea/coffee houses are the waves of human responses unedited. And the same human sensitivity can presently be found nowhere except in the social networking sites. The social networking sites enable the common man to reach the millions. This advantage can be exploited to counteract the biased media. A vigorous involvement of more and more people in such sites can help lay bare the truth. The day is not far when it would be more wholesome to depend upon social networking sites to know the reality behind a scene.
In short social networking can serve as a common man’s press whose laws and news are not dictated by the corporate tycoons nor the corrupt officials or politicians. And truth prevails everywhere.
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