A nation in awakening!!!

I was there! When a whole nation awakened for a cause, a just one; breaking all boundaries of caste, creed. religion, age, gender and occupation (Well, almost!). When a man, himself living as a saint, fasted for days at a stretch, not for salvation, freedom or nirvana, but for the nation, for the people, most of whom still doubt his methods and intentions.


I always wondered why the Indian war for Independence wasn't acknowledged as a revolution, unlike the French or the English ones. Maybe, this is the time, for a revolution and uprising, a non-violent but much more fierce one. Maybe, it is time for the Indian to rise, and show his power to his own corrupted brethren of the ruling class. Maybe, it is time for him to demand for what has been looted, out of his own pockets, from decades at a stretch.


I know there will be people who try to put all the efforts in vain, still thinking whether a non-corrupted India would survive or not. That the 'bill' is not what India wants to take out corruption. That Anna does not deserve the 'spotlight' he currently resides in. I would urge these brethren of mine to once take a look at the person himself, weak but unrelenting, and the ideals he has stood for his own life. A person, who probably, in the rest of his life would have never paid a tip to a 'babu' for passing a file. But still, he is fasting there for 9 days, smiling, so that you can have all the money you deserve, safe in your own pockets. The 'bill' may not be perfect, but is definitely our best foot forward. And this very person is the pillar around which we can construct a newer, better tomorrow for ourselves.


I do not know how much the 'sarkari babu' is going to change by this bill, or how much of the black money comes back into the Indian treasury, but I sure know now how a calm and composed person can bring a revolution.

I did not see Mahatma Gandhi, but that was till yesterday.

An adventure into Paradise.... and back!

A place called Spiti, with an aura so divine and fresh and the air so pure, that our nostrils which have got accustomed to inhaling the polluted air cannot handle. Even the sun shines so bright that the skin develops patches of red and black. Polluted, yes that is what we are. I found a part of me that was untouched so far. A desire unmet, a promise unfulfilled or an adventure unexperienced. A trip to the beautiful Spiti valley, and all the needless desires feel at vain. If life is an adventure, I sure have lived a part of it.
Some say it is dangerous, well, what isn't? Isn't life a journey between problems and having a dream destination worth dying for? A trek, therefore, is no different from life, a journey between landslides, rain, hail, snow and countless other problems and ending in an ultimate location. Surely, even heaven would not be as beautiful if the road which led to it was easy.
After encountering through adventures like these, the mind starts contemplating as to what have we earned in all our lives? Are we too stuck within our routine jobs as to stop enjoying what the Lord has to offer on earth? Do we choose the crowdy and noisy hill stations too easily over the calm and serene landscapes like Spiti? Everyone knows the answers, but a few understand the question. I know it now, and hope you do so too, soon!
Life is either a great adventure or nothing. - Hellen Keller

Love in the air!!

Kabhi khuda se tumko mangte the sapno main,
Ab to bas tum hi reh gaye ho mere apno main,
Maana ki tumhe mile zamana ho gaya,
Likhi thi gazal, magar apna hi fasana ho gaya!!

Maana ki tumse abhi bahut door hoon,
Khuda ki kasam bahut mazboor hoon,
Waada karo nahi rahogi gumsum,
Kyonki dil main to rehti ho sirf tum!

Kya karun, haule haule jo mera dil ga raha hai,
Ab to har pal bas tumhe hi bula raha hai,
Aayenge milne jald hi, karte hain ye wada,
Pyaar milega tumhe, ummeed se kain zada!

Zara nazar utha ke dekho, baithe hain hum yahin,
Abhi ho rahe hain juda, par milenge fir wahin,
Bekhabar humse kyon ho, itne bure bhi hum nahi,
Dekh lo hume jee bharke, kho na jayein hum kahin!!!

:) :)

You make me laugh, and you make me cry,
Just be with me as the years go by,
Just hold my hand, and don't ask why,
It is not so tough, Do give it a try,
Do not regret, And don't feel shy,
It is all true, And it is no lie,
Your love is what makes me feel high,
So, close your eyes as our souls fly,
Over the mountains, into the sky!!!

The Great Indian Common Man!!

Who is the 'common man'? One thing is for sure, it is not you or me, because he doesn't have access to internet and even a computer. He is not the one who is frustrated with the government for the 2 hour power cut everyday because he cannot run his 5000W speakers, he is the one who is delighted by the news that the government will be providing two hours of electricity everyday to run his 1000W pump for irrigation water. He is not the one standing in the queue outside a multiplex for the latest blockbuster, he is the one standing in the queue outside the local 'kiraana' store for his monthly share of discounted groceries. He is not the one hanging out in the malls with a credit card in his wallet, he is the one going to a 'mela' with his kids and a ten rupee note in his pocket. He is not the one who cried with happiness when Sachin scored a double hundred, he is the one who cried when the monsoons reached his land just on time. All of us have seen him, but only a few have noticed him.



So, a question arises as to how do we relate to him and how does it matter to us? Well, he is the one responsible for growing the food you throw away in the dustbins just so easily. He is the one who guides you to a location totally unknown to you, never receiving a 'Thank you' in return. He is the one doing all the odd jobs of your house you don't even care about. He is the one who is always talked about, but never worked for.



Did you know that about 1/3rd of the world’s hungry live in India? Hunger remains the No.1 cause of death in India, Aids, Cancer etc. come much below that. Over 20 crore Indians will sleep hungry tonight while you complain of a bad dinner. India ranks 66 out of 88 countries on the 2008 Global Hunger Index (GHI)and nearly 66% of the deaths of malnourished children in the world occurs in India. DO you still feel like disposing off what is left on your palette into a dustbin?



Living in an era of consumerism, the common man is the one bearing the brunt for all our misdeeds. Food inflation, fuel price hike and the ever-growing cost of living has posed questions on even his bare existence.He was the one who always gave without reason and regrets, but time has brought him to the receiving end. The hopefuls have turned into cynics and the cheers have changed into remorse. The feeling of satisfaction has eluded out of reach.



Yet, there is a lot the 'uncommon man' can do to help. You and me can make a difference, an everlasting one this time. So, every time you order your cook to prepare some extra food 'just in case', imagine the face of the mother who cannot feed her children and cannot see them hungry too. Whenever you go for a long drive with your friends in your new car, imagine the face of the farmer who could not water his field because of the rising fuel prices. Whenever you run your air conditioner for the whole day because it is just too hot, remember the parents who fan their kids all night with newspapers so that they can sleep peacefully.



Rise up and look up. Wastage is a crime we all commit to the common man everyday, but we are never caught. The common man believes that all his hardships are given by God, but we all know the truth, atleast now. In a country where the 'common man' comprises 60% of the total population, he is the one who is also the most neglected. He has been the one who was always there to help, let us show that we can return the favour too. He has always treated us with respect, its time for us to show that we care for him as well. Let us pledge today to make that smile come back on his face again, for he deserves it a lot, more than we deserve ours.

Jab we met!!

I never did believe in destiny,
Or on luck, on fate or on irony,
But since I have had you so near,
The whole fate thing has become so clear!

In life, I used to be so serious,
Forgot to laugh, and would always be furious,
Now i dont let that smile go off my face,
Happiness comes in life in so many ways.

The best time i had was when I had you close,
To your eyes, to your lips and to your nose,
Wished to God for the time to freeze,
With just you and me amidst the cool breeze!

I love the glance you give from the corner of your eye,
When you look at me, my heart begins to fly,
For me, you are surely a gift from above,
With this in mind, I present you all my love!!!

Here comes the rain again....

You left me alone, and i am growing insane,
From the heavens above, fall the drops of rain,
For some bring pleasure, and for some give pain,
Bringing old memories, all over again!

The best ones I remember was when I was a child,
I would be doing all that was fun and wild,
Would lie on the road, and under the sky,
Things which today I would be too ashamed to try!

The college days are the ones spurring my memory,
The Samosa in the canteen, and the special tea,
We will all enjoy, and will all be happy,
And that is how I always wanted to be!

It is raining now, but I dont give a damn,
All I think about is the water and the traffic jam,
All i want is to reach my home on time,
And not to spoil my clothes, for it would be a crime!

Why did I change, sometimes I do wonder,
For I am the same from deep down under.
I still want to go out, and have all the fun,
But I do not, and for reason none!