Love! Why this biasing???

I always have a doubt?? Everytime questions come up in my mind in the wrong time. During exams, when i think in various angles....What not????? This time I think it is... love. Why? I don't know, but a topic of good concern. Poor Love, which stays in everyone's heart, a medium between two friends, two lovers, two sisters, parents and their children... but the bond varies. It has got different definitions but the present day generation fails to accept it. As we say "LOVE" the first thing that comes in our minds is the love that exists between a boyfriend and girlfriend. All don't think in such a way. Nobody has ever realized that this love is pure but not biased. When we can love someone of our own gender considering as a best friend then why not a person of the opposite sex, be considered as someone to be loved. Why is there a change of thoughts in this case??? People mistake it to be the kind of love' that is between 2 people of the opposite sex!!!

I feel: It's very much wrong!!! I feel in such case one must come up in thoughts as well as try to come up in thoughts as as well as try to understand the word 'love' itself. Chinese Philosophers follow this saying that there are three sentences which are really important and must be expressed in life.
-"Thank You."(Don't feel low to say that)
-"I love You."(Don't hesitate to say that to people whom you love)
-"I am sorry."(Don't feel embarrassed to tell this out)
In the same way if we say if we say” Love you......"to someone whom we love (of the opposite sex) whom might be our good friend, there’s a hype... people gossip, people comment. Well this is usual, general attitude but why not be different???? Isn't it?Why can't 'Love' be saved? It is one of the best emotions we can feel. God has created human beings for a mission:” To spread love." it can be in any form. It can be love towards a child, towards a life partner, a colleague or a friend but it has got different definitions with all. That's what people don't understand. To say," If we express our love to all whom we love, we will not be fair, when it comes to expressing it to our life partner", would be partly correct but why can't love be understood at different levels. Why is this biasing? Why can't we spare it, it's so... so.. pure.

So today you really feel you love someone go and say” I love you" without considering the gender biasing and also considering the person to whom you are saying would be better provided the other person understands the concept.

What do you feel??

Love Story!

Whether it Eric Sehgal's Love Story , the old Hindi movie Love Story with( Kumar Gaurav and Vijeyta Pandit') or a serial called, ' Love Stroy' by Anurag Basu. Love Story is love story. This serial called, Love Story was the one of those serials I have liked so far. It was was really good and I liked one of the songs in this. I like this song a lot. It has a meaningful lyrics and is also sung well.

" Teri yaadein.."

Teri yaadein mulakaatein ab mujhko choo jayein,
wo raatein aur baatein meri dil ko chho jayein,
teri saansein, woh baahein, ab mujhkooo yaad aayein
tere bina mera jiya sataye kyun piya,
yaadon ne teri mujhpe kya jaadu kiya ree......

Teri saansein, woh baahein, ab mujh ko yaad aayein,
woh adaon ki ghataein mere dil ko choo jayein...

Pyaare ye duniya saari maine hai tujhpe vaari,
dil ne mere dil ne yaara tujhse baazi haari...
Mere khayalon mein bas tum wapas aa jaao, mere paas tum sada.. wapas aa jao..
Mere khayalon mein... khayalon mein.. bas tum....
meri nigahon mein... nigahon mein... bas tum... wapas aa jao...
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piya tera jiya... piya tera jiya....
tu... hai kahan.....

tera ye intazaar, tu mere dil ka ka karar,
ab na main maanunga haar..

mere khayalon mein.... bas tum.... wapas aa jao.. mere paas tum sada wapas aa jao...
mere paas tum sada wapas aa jao.........

Thank You!

This is a gesture which is quite far away from the boundaries of formal and informal language. Anyone can use and this is complete in itself. I have observed this many a times. Sometimes we do what we need to and then we expect some appreciation or a credit for it, in such cases just a Thank you can do wonders. One must have the heart to say “Thank You”. Just like a ‘jadu ki jhappi’ which could do wonders in ‘Munna Bhai MBBS’ in the same way, a ‘thank you’ can have the same effect.

Ever realized, than unconsciously or consciously when our work is accomplished which had been facing a delay, our immediate reaction is: We heave a sigh of relief and say “Thank God!”

It’s just having 2 words but they can express anything.
I used to ask two people (my brother, Sridhar and my friend Harshit), generally who have nothing much to say except a Thank You, even for a little thing or a big thing I do.

It’s so obvious actually. Nothing to wonder but I always had a doubt that why can’t there be a better word than Thank You??
I kept searching and finally I realized that there can be nothing more than this cause how much ever we sophisticate our language and try finding a word which could express better than a simple “ Thank You”, we will not be able to express so much.

One must just have the heart to Thank. Try this out and see. It has got “Thoda Pyaar and Thoda Magic.”

ये है सरकार का टशन !

क्या हो गया??? सब के मुह में यही बात थी. सारे न्यूज़ चैनल इसी बात को लेकर परेशान . आवाम को मद्दे नज़र रखते हुए तो पेट्रोल, डीसल और रसोई गैस के दाम नहीं बढाये. मेरे घर में क्या, सब के घर में यही रहा चर्चा का विषय. चाहे वो कोई टीवी स्टार हो या एक मामूली सा आदमी जो प्रति दिन २० रुपये कम कर गुज़ारा करता है. प्रधानमंत्री जी ने तो अपनी बात देश के सामने रख दी पर अब जनता क्या करे? इससे तो हर उस चीज़ पर असर पड़ेगा जो हम रोज़मर्रा की ज़िन्दगी में इस्तेमाल करते हैं. चाहे वो सब्जी के दाम हो या, बच्चों की स्चूल फीस, वैन वाले पैसे बढा देंगे और कॉलेज की फीस, घर की बाई का मासिक वेतन या फिर एक माली के आने- जाने का खर्चा . छोटी से बड़ी चीज़ महंगी हो जायेगी. अब आम आदमी इस खोज में है की किस तरह अपने खर्च में कटौती करें की ये बढोतरी इतनी महंगी न पढ़ जाए.

सरकार ने तो अपना फैसला सुना दिया. उनका टशन तो यही था, राष्ट्र की इकोनोमी को बढ़ाना अब तो आवाम का टशन है की बचत कैसे करें?

........और मेरी आखें भर आईं

आज सुबह मैं यूँ ही अपने कमरे में बैठे अख़बार पढ़ रही थी और साथ में Big 92.7 FM पे , 'दिल से ' पिक्चर का गाना , ऐ अजनबी .. चल रहा था. बड़े सुकून से मैं ये गाना सुन रही थी. आज कल जमशेदपुर में दो FM का उद्घाटन हुआ है. एक है Big 92.7 FM और 93.5S FM. मेरे घर में सबका संगीत की तरफ काफी झुकाव है. पापा और मम्मी को काफी पसंद हैं गाने सुनना और मम्मी भी कभी कभी रसोईघर में काम करते करते- करते थोडा गुण -गुना लेती हैं. मैंने भी सोचा , यही मौका है, अभी FM भी आ गया है, क्यूँ ना एक रेडियो घर ले आउन .मेरे पास अपने स्कोलरशिप के पैसे थे और ये शायद मेरा बेस्ट गिफ्ट होगा मम्मी और पापा के लिए. तो मैं एक छोटा सा , स्पीकर वाला रेडियो ले आई और रसोईघर में लगा दिया.


मैंने अपनी माँ के लिए खासकर लिया था. मैं घर में अकेली लड़की हूँ और पढाई के लिए घर से बहार रहती हूँ. माँ भी मेरी तरह बातें करना काफी पसंद करती है और Tv भी नहीं देखती ज़्यादा क्यूंकि उनको ये रोज़ के सास - बहु वाली कहानियाँ अच्छी नहीं लगतीं . मैं जब तक साथ रहती हूँ तो दिन भर बातें होती हैं पर मेरे जाने के बाद पता नहीं बस अपने में ही रहती हैं. ऐसे ही 3 साल बीत गये. ऐसा मेरे घर में ही नहीं, हर उस माँ पर बीतता होगा जिनके बच्चे बाहार पढ़ते हैं या बाहार नौकरी करते हैं.



तो मैंने सोचा माँ का दिल बहलाने का सबसे अच्छा तारीका है, गाना सुनना. रसोईघर से फुरसत तो नहीं मिलत कि वे जाकर tv देखने बैठे, इसलिए FM सबसे अच्छी चीज़ सूझी मुझे. जब मैंने ये रसोईघर में रखा और दिन भर गाने चलाये तो घर में माहौल ही अलग था. मुझे तो गाने सुनना पसंद ही है और मैं तो लप्तोप में कभी भी चला ke सुन भी लेती हूँ पर मेरे मम्मी–पापा इतने खुश कभी नहीं दिखे. संगीत में इतनी ताकत होती है कि वो किसी का भी मॅन कर दे. हर भावना को व्यक्त करने के लिए एक गाना होता है.


वैसे ही आज सुबह गाना चल रहा था. ऐ अजनबी, जब ये ख़त्म हुआ तो माँ आई और बोली, “ अर्चू , तुम्हें बहुत बहुत थंक यू. कल तक तो मुझे नहीं पता नहीं चला पर आज सुबह से इतने अच्छे -अच्छे गाने बज रहे थे तो मुझे लगा कि कितने दिनों से मेरे कान इन गानों को सुनने के लिए तरस रहे थे. मुझे अब लग रहा है तुमने मेरे लिए कितनी कीमती चीज़ खरीदी है.” इतना उन्होने कहा और मुस्कुरा कर चली गयीं . मैंने पुछा ,“ अम्मा थंक यू क्यूँ बोल रही हो?” उन्होंने कहा, “ रख लो थंक यू, मेरा आर्शीवाद समझ कर.”


मैं और कुछ नहीं बोल सकी, बस मूक की तरह उसी शून्य में तान्कती रही जहाँ से माँ चली गयी और ………..मेरी आँखें भर आईं.

My journey into the world of books… (Part 2)

I got more to read at this stage. I started reading Agatha Christie’s novels and also tried a hand at P.G. Woodhouse ( I had to sit with the dictionary for this). Agatha Christie, just like Enid Blyton became a part of my daily life then. I started thinking like her and then the medical mysteries which she used to mention in her books took my interest towards biology. That was my field. I had decided and today I am very happy for what I have chosen. In the 11th and 12th we had to study Shakespeare again. We had ‘The Tempest’ and along with that again a series of 15 short stories and 20 poems. We had writers like, Anton Chekhov, Isaac Asimov, Guy de Maupassant, Saki (Hector Hugh Munro), and Ruskin Bond, Alfred Tennyson, W. B. Yeats, W. H. Auden, Sylvia Plath and some more.

I did not have Hindi then but I used to follow it from my friends. They had to study, ‘Nirmala’ by Premchand ji. I continued reading novels but there wasn’t much time. I had to give time to my course books more at this stage. I kept writing as a result I had also 20 pen-pals. I got remuneration ranging from 20 to 50 rupees. It was something that boosted my morale. I was a normal writer - NONE TOO EXTRAORDINARY. There were people who wrote better than me. I used to bother about it a lot as I never made it to the first position in any of the ‘Creative Writing’ competitions. This still continues because no matter how much I write or whatever I do to change my style I never have a luck to earn a prize for myself. I get dejected at times but slowly started coming out of it. I realized that I was writing for myself and no body else. No matter whatever I write I had my own style which was something very ordinary but I got the biggest prize for what I was doing. The BIGGEST AWARD I got was the appreciation from my friends, my parents and my readers. This is what that continues till date. It is my biggest encouragement. After my 12th board exams I started reading books by Arundhati Roy( God Of Small Things), Vikram Seth( A Suitable Boy) and I wrote my first English story in the train. Then I came to VIT and explored something new from my side. I started writing poems and also kept writing in Hindi too. My friends were very supportive. I got a platform like the, ‘Splash’ magazine of my college and then I wrote more and read more. I got many people who could get me many novels and there were many avid readers in my group. I came to know what the Youth of Today read.
It was taste of Dan Brown, Daniel Steel, Jeffrey Archer, Margaret Mitchell, Robin Cook, Vikram Seth, Chetan Bhagat, Robin Sharma, Paulo Coelho and more. There is so much more that is left. I haven’t read many which I would like to but because I am a slow reader. It takes time for me to read and I am not a person to stick to books always. I need my own time to finish my book.

Hindi novels became my interest as I read ‘Gaban’ and ‘Seva- Sadan’ by Premchand ji. There were more and I also liked the magazine called, ‘Meri Saheli’ and ‘Sarita’ which my mom reads often. I wrote my first Hindi story, Naina in college. It was my love. ‘Naina’ gave me what I had not fathomed. It is not a prize that I am talking about but I got something which cannot be valued. It is the most precious gift from God. I started writing in Hindi as well as in English continuously from then. The passion continues and I still have lots more to read. Each new thing I read, I get inspiration and if this continues I will also be able to finish my book soon.

After giving her piece of advice in the 2nd standard, my mom did not have to speak a word after that. She left me to dive into the ocean of books and I learnt to swim as years passed. This is a never ending journey and will continue till I breathe last. Till today my mom gives this advice to those little kids who need to be guided at the right time.

My journey into the world of books…( Part 1)

For every person the journey with books begins right from the kindergarten days and it continues forever because be it ant stage we do not stop reading. It might be a bit or piece of news too at the age of 85. I have seen my grandpa do that. He loved reading, be it a novel, a book of a 2nd standard kid, about income tax or spiritual books (barring all language restrains). He has been a great inspiration for me and even my mom got this habit from him.

My mom used to tell me in my school days, “Keep reading. It is the best habit one can inculcate.” It was of course something which she wanted me to do apart from my course books. I
n my school days when I used to come home after school, my mom used to forcefully put me to sleep in the afternoon.
I used to always crib saying, “Not feeling sleepy ma.” On hearing this she would say, “Get some book and read. You will get sleep in not more than five minutes.”
As an obedient daughter I followed suit. Slowly this became my regular habit and everyday it took me more time to sleep as I had started reading more and more.

I was introduced to small comics first like- Champak, Tin-Tin, Tinkle, Panchatantra, Jataka Tales, Noddy, Chacha Choudhary and Sabu. It was a mixture of Hindi as well as in English.
I used to borrow books from my school library as well and my level rose a bit as I had started reading short stories. This went on till the third standard. Those days we were not in a level to read the books which a kid of 3rd standard would read today. The progress was slow. This was my best pastime. I also started writing my diary from this time. I collected articles, jokes, pictures of Donald Duck and Goofy, Mickey Mouse, Chip-n Dale, Tweety and what not. Everything that seemed colorful went into my diary.

I was still a bit behind as my friends had already begun with some novels for kids. Then I got introduced to Enid Blyton my all time favourite. She is one such writer, who reaches across the kids. It was the correct age that time to start with her series. The language was simple, matter was imaginative. As used to read her stories, I started imagining what all was written there. It went on like a movie. I liked her series of Adventure, Fairy tales and so many short stories. I can say in standard 5 and 6 I did not read anything except her books. This also continued for a while till 7th but I did not feel like getting those books in front of my friends, as I was worried about my reputation. It was high time I stopped that read something of my level. I had one thing in mind that I will complete her series as soon as possible and I did it. I used to borrow 2 books at a time. I used to burn my midnight oil and read and read. I started following the teenage trend of Sweet Valley. It was good but somewhere I did not enjoy much. Still, I read. I had become a slow reader after this as I did not find much interest in all that. My geography book looked more attractive to me than Sweet Valley. I was more into maps and those rivers and desserts. Again, it was COLOUR, which attracted me more. I loved my Geography teacher (Mrs. Pratibha Doshi) and she taught me geography till the time I had to study that.

It was the 8th standard. I had to study more and more of books as in ICSE and ISC the level of Language (Hindi and English) is too high. If one has to score well in the board exams this had to be the right time to start. Every now and then it was drilled into our heads that we had to perform well as our percentage would soar up if our language was strong. Our marking system included languages compulsorily. We were not given marks at all. The more I tried, my essays used to got that bad and boring with loads of mistakes. Well, it was pretty normal at that stage as it was my learning period.

I decided that I had to do something different. The trend in school was Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys. I liked Nancy Drew. It has mysteries and the series were quite good. Apart from these I started reading the short stories by, O’ Henry, Rabindranath Tagore, R. K Narayanan (Malgudi Days) and more. We had some short stories in our course book so the interest started developing automatically. Even I liked reading the short stories by Munshi Premchand Ji, Mahadevi Verma, and Jayshankar Prasad. The level went quite high. There were 20 short stories in Hindi and 18 poems and 5 plays for board and the same was with English. We got to study ‘Julius Caesar’ in the 9th and 10th standard. We started reading poems of William Wordsworth and Keats. It was mugging up as well as understanding but I did not realize then that I liked all that. I cleared my board exams well and my languages were on top. I got what I wanted.

During this course I had of course wonderful teachers in school and also there was a sir called, Mr. Vellapani who mad me fly on the wings of my imagination. He let me open my vision. I continued writing and now I had attained a level that my articles started being published in magazines like ‘Gokulam’ and my school magazine itself. I did not restrict myself. I also wrote essays in Hindi as well as in English. This was a turning point in my life.