Taare Zameen Par

Here I am not describing the movie but on this weekend, I actually saw two Taare Zameen Par, a girl and a boy. I won’t say that they are retarded or physically challenged; it’s just that they are not living the normal and easy life as we are doing. They laugh, they cry, they show emotions and they live a healthy life with pains.

And then I met the Angel, the mother of two kids. She was actually an angel for them as she is way ahead from all of us in caring and loving. The patience she has is immense. Her day starts with them and I believe it doesn’t end. She plays with them, fight with them, and feed them, make them do exercises. From her eyes, I could see Hope, Dream, and Starve of making them stand on their own feet.

Well this much only I can describe about them because I believe the words just can’t describe everything. I wish those two kids to get well soon and make their parents proud someday and I hope the day comes soon.

Shri Harivansh Rai Bachchan's best work (is that what I feel)

Haadsa Banke Koi Khawab Bikhar Jaye To Kya Ho,
Waqt Jazbaat Ko Tabdeel Nahi Kar Sakta,
Dur Ho Jane Se Ehsaas Nahi Mar Sakta,
Ye Mohabbat Hai Dilo Ka Rishta ... Ye Mohabbat Hai Dilo Ka Rishta,

Aisa Rishta Jo Zameeno Ki Tarah, Sarhado Mai Kabhi Taqseem Nahi Ho Sakta...
Tu Kisi Aur Ki Raato Ka Haseen Chand Sahi,
Meri Duniya Ke Har Rang Mai Shamil Tu Hai,
Tujse Roshan Hai Mere Khawaab, Meri Umeede,
Mai Kisi Bhi Raah Se Guzru, Meri Manzil Tu Hai ... Meri Manzil Tu Hai ...

Encounter # 1

13/06/2011, my first day or rather first step towards masters degree and step towards many dreams … The day was sunny and here I would like to mention that my neighbour’s name is also Sunny …

We entered the premises at sharp 08:00 AM as it was my first day and class starts from 08:30 AM … There the first thing I did was to confirm my name in the Section F list and then the Time Table, the eagerness of knowing the section was ticking and when I asked, I came to know that students from the Commerce background have been given this particular F …

At 08:15 AM, I entered Room # 106, My first & second lecture was of Soft Skills which lasted for 02 hours 30 mins, except sleeping I did everything since I was energetic as it was my first day and third lecture was of Administrative Branch (related to college administration and all), if you ever come across with such torture, please run away …

I heard the class comprises of 60-65 students but I could only witness 27 or more students … Most of the students are Loacalites i.e. NCR region and also i.e. more of a wannabees or rather I find the youth of this region i.e. National Capital Region are big time wannabees … They wear loose T-shirts, jeans and chappals in college, hair untidy and chin beard … Hellooo!!!!! Is this a college or a joke factory with the Jokers …

Anyway, first day I was free by 01:00 PM after attending all the classes and then moved ahead to see the so called College Cafeteria and it was hot, not because of girls but because of heat and absence of ACs there.

Hope you’ll see more posts related to my experiences … cheers

“When the Royal wedded the Common”

29th April 2011, the date which made its presence in the books of history and in the brain of every individual who sighted the wedding of newly appointed Duke of Cambridge Prince Williams and Catherine Middleton.

The occasion was very well organised and the most important thing which I adore is the punctuality in the events, it was outstanding. Though we just can’t compare it with any Indian Wedding as there were no fireworks, no loudness and no wildness. It was a Royal Thing, The Royal Occasion. Many Dukes, Rulers, Sultans, Sheikhs marked their presence on this auspicious occasion and the list also includes David and Victoria Beckham who were out of the Royal lot. The parents of the bride were on cloud 9 as it’s like a dream come true to be part of the Royal family. I guess Catherine should use Olay to have Olay effect to look a bit younger.

Well, while I was following the Royal ceremonies there were many eye-catching events. Some of them were like when Victoria Beckham dug her nose  , a little girl with Bridesmaid was yawning during the procession, the ring for Kate was a bit tight and more.

The crowd and audience outside the Abbey were more excited than the people inside it. They were at the venue a night before the actual time of event. In the crowd, you can observe the spirit of age no bar, every nation is united, each colour we respect and each event like this is the world event.

During the whole ceremony what I missed most was the Charm, the Grace, the Beauty the Royalty, Lady Diana.

Here is the end of my Royal Post ... Cheers

Life !!!

These four letters word force you to revolve around it in any and every situation. It involves all the turns and twists and most of the turns are in the wrong direction and only few give you the hope to continue with your living.

The other two sides of the life are happiness and sadness. There can’t be both at the same time; its clear like crystal water but still it left us in hell lot of confusion.
The tears and smile are life’s closest friends. You’ll find one of the two accompanying it in each phase.
The thoughts, the reactions, the gestures and everything changes with its treatment.

“Every phase of life teaches you the way of looking at it”

Bad luck, my old friend appeared again. I never miss him but still he pays his presence very often in my life. The only question which runs in my mind is that “can I kill him or leave him forever”, well I guess nobody on this planet can answer this question of mine. He is unwanted & unwished person in your life.
Life with bad luck is bad life, you can’t enjoy the happiest moments of your life, and you just can’t enjoy the presence and company of your close ones. Bad luck, my old friend has such an impact that everything else gets fade. With its entry, everything and everybody exits.

“Life……. The Unreal Reality”

Pearl Gem...

And this time I realised, that I have a Gem in the city of Pearls…
Well will call him Pearl Gem…

He is none other than my brother in law. Its been 22 months since I know him but somehow I failed to mention about him on my blog.

Now he is the second most influential person in my life. Let me describe few of his traits which I could observe in him in these months – he is calm, composed, and soft-spoken, practical, easy going in life, a very good writer and an actual charmer with an amazing sense of humour.

He is a true inspiration. My sister is lucky to have him as her life partner and I am lucky to have him as brother in the law 

Samay ...

Samay ke saath, aansu muskaan mein badal jaate hain to kahin muskaan aansu mein...

samay ke saath, paraye log apne ho jaate hain to kahin apne paraye ho jaate hain...

kahete hain ki samay kabhi rukta nahi, parantu humari zindagi mein aisi kai ghatnaaye hoti hain jab samay tham jaata hai...

kuch log kahete hain ki humein samay ke saath chalna chahiye lekin agar hum is beech kisi apne karibi ko kho dete hain to aisa chalna kis kaam ka...

"sahi samay ka bhi sahi waqt hota hai"

Team 10

1. Saharsha Sabharwal





10. Saharsha Sabharwal

Aman Ki Aasha

What are we talking about when we all are speaking and thinking about these terms… peace, love etc things are said about the two countries; well here I am talking about Hindustaan and Pakistan …

We are talking about Love across the border but what about inside the border and natives of this side of border… are we united or are we living in peace…???...

Hindus are fighting with different religion and Muslims are commenting and fighting with other… where the literacy is, where the democracy is, where is the secularism…???.. are these words just lost with the republic India…
The so called Senas isn’t an army but are cruel and weird people who jus want to spread their fake supremacy and want to rule the nation. All they can do is to threat people and bring the terror inside them and ya one more thing they are good at and that are breaking things. If we have some sport like breaking tables, chairs and glasses etc in the Olympics then undoubtedly we are the winners.

I don’t understand the need of such acts and retaliations… what one will gain out of it… well the literates will ignore, the survivors will gain hatred and government and such activist will gain publicity… that’s it… they talk, media listen and we watch… and what we watch, fortunately or unfortunately we have to believe in that.

Can’t there be one single person who can stand and show such activists the mirror… activists are the people who themselves don’t know what activity they gonna perform, is it good or bad… they are just followers and we India loves following blindly. We follow, we fall, and we get up and follow again. We can’t think of to be different because we just can’t… now we are habitual of the system.

I wrote a small poem long back, I guess this is the correct platform to write:

“People dying everywhere,
Children crying everywhere…

Everywhere there is harassment,
Still our government is not taking any measurements…

Our country was called as the bird of gold,
Now everywhere there is war of cold…

When will our country will be peaceful?
When every native of our country will will be helpful?

O’ father, stop these fights,
Its now heights…

When will I be the proud citizen of this country?
When I can say that I love my country?”

Bachpan ke din chaar... naa aayenge baar baar....

bas ek bar wapas lautne ka mann karta hai,
aaj har wo din jeene ko mann karta hai…

woh chalte chalte unhi fisal jaana,
to kabhi apni hi bevkufi pe hasna…

woh baarish ki boondon ko pakadna,
garmiyon mein suraj ko doshi thaharana to usi suraj ko thand mein gale lagana…

apni galtiyon pe sir jhuka ke sharm se khade hona,
to wahi dusron ki galtiyon pe hasna…

choti choti baaton se palkon pe aansu aana,
to kabhi bina baat hi muskura dena…

ye hain bachpan ki kuch baatein,
jo ab simat ke bann gayi hai kuch yaadein …

bas ek bar wapas lautne ka man karta hai,
Aaj har wo din jeene ko man karta hai…