Through a women eye.

So the sensitized case of “Nirbhaya” has made many to open their mouth without me as an exception. She had suffered a lot, beyond me and your imagination. I hope her soul is somewhere in a better place free from the nest of knaves. What here i want to bring to light is , there still are in-numerous Nirbhaya who are victim of infanticide, rape, torture, dowry, honor-killing, eve-teasing et cetera ,who are seeking justice but in vain. Nirbhaya’s death is another waking call that these offences can’t be over-looked…Not any more.

I don’t want to say this but I am deeply ashamed and heart-trodden with the way our nation is dealing with this and coming with senseless points every day. Doing this they are no doubt encouraging assailants because they know, no matter what ,they will go low on punishment(and that also IF by any chance they are caught ). And this sadist and hypocrite society, in spite of abating the pain of victim’s family, is not missing any chance to intensify their grief. Today all they want  is some cozy words to lighten their heart. The peoples around will not do this-as comforting them will not make them feel in upper hand; they will make harsh comments as they don’t have better job to do.

And we say …I’m proud to be an Indian. And we sing …  Vande mataram                                                                                                                                                                       

What really unsettled me is the kind of remark these shameless being are making (I won’t take their name for the fear that they will throw me in jail, offense: talking truth). There is no wondering their blood has turned into water.

1)      Nirbhaya could have pleaded to her assailants to leave her.

Disgusting .I can’t comprehend what he wanted to say by this???…that she didn’t…that she didn’t struggled to fight for her life that night. I wish someday he may suffer in some way that he may realize how many times pleading help.

2)      That rape happens mostly in India (Urban areas).

I wonder why not he has gone thru some facts and figures before making the remark.As for a record, according to a survey by TOI ,rape crime is more prominent in what he call Bharat(rural area).

3)      Small clothes, mobile phones ,going out in public, chow-mein et cetera are major convict for increase in rape activity.

Sir, we are not buying this. I mean really, why people don’t give a second thought to what they speak. If banning them for girl is an ultimate panacea to exterminate rape activity. So why an infant girl is raped, how these animals collect strength to rape a girl even in her house, why a lady even in a sari is raped, why girls in rural areas are raped, why??? Can they justify.

No!!! Because such remarks are made by insignificant peoples, who want to veil the fact that their law enforcement is weak, very weak; that sorry we’ll not be able to provide security to you and yeah why should we, we are insecure that you are doing good and our ego is hurt and mostly because you are a girl. (No offense to all the men. This is for the one who thinks that they rule the world and that girls are not human but a mere thing for their amusement.)

I was thinking this other day: to live with our terms like they do; to have success through our hard work like they get; to have sportsmanship to explore the world just as they go, mostly an acceptance that being a girl is not a crime, is too much to ask for??? Then it occurred to me to whom are we asking…man and why because they have dominated us since decades. Now, is a time to step out and speak and not to repeat same mistake our ancestor mothers made. Mistake of silence! We’ve endured a lot and beyond.

Girls … we’ve all the powers to live our way and no denying we are better being than most of them. Don’t let any of them subdue your strength and don’t yield…never from now on. Just because men are physically stronger than us no way mean they are better than us. Shout! Cry! Yell! And words will fall in deaf ears. It’s time to prove them again that just because they are physically stronger don’t mean they are better; don’t mean that they can do what they want. You have all you need to shun away those useless skunk…help yourself…and come out of delusion others will do it on your behalf. Remember, you are better than them any way, in every field ,in every way.

CLOSE TO GREEN

Got a lucky chance to visit a small village.Lucky-because for the first time since I have gained sense,I had never been so close to nature-so close that I felt the vibes coming from her.It's not that,this was the first time I am eying such a beauty; how many a times I have crossed a vast landscapes-watching farms,meadows,mountains,rivers,etc while in a train or going by a road-which actually is my favorite pastime-admiring the magnificent work of GOD,but because not until yesterday I sensed nature's benign presence which is very pampering.You can say I was completely engulfed by her and her calmness.

It happened in a way that me and my friend decided to try something out of routine, and hence, planned up to visit her farmhouse following weekend .Saturday evening we packed our stuff,checked out our to-do-list and without any delay headed towards the village,Chamroua,which is some 20 km from the city.A place away from pollution,away from noise and the world of disguise.

At first, it seemed like some ordinary trip;we were talking ,laughing and watching the landscape outside with full admiration.On a way,we passed across a village.The men were all doing work for their earnings,women were all doing homes,pulling water outside the well and household stuff.They were all dolled up in a traditional apparel & were looking too beautiful.Children were playing in a street with a mirth and were too shy or I don't know why but very reluctant to talk,but then they were too busy having fun in their own small world ,I found it best not to disturb them.

For a trice,I wondered ,how are they living in such discomforts and felt a grave sympathy.I think i was wrong but.It is perhaps,our demands are very high and almost insatiable that's why we are never content.People's there are less demanding and hence more happy in their own small world.I was in the middle of my thought,when my friend said,"We are here".

Wow, was the first word poured out of my lipsThe house was in a middle of a farmland.The surrounding was filled with variety of herbs,shrubs,trees and very close to it was flowing the river Pahauch.The scenery was just AMAZING.No word can give its perfect decription.It was the sheer delight for an eye-soothing and serene.

In an hour or so we made ourselves comfortable ,took bath ,ate food and helped ourselves to terese.Where we sat for long and exposed our heart out, discussing various things.In that silence it was so easy to talk,as if nature is itself helping you to communicate,to make u feel ease.

 Next day, me and my friend took a little walk to a nearby village.We saw how various vegetation grows.We  also visited a small temple there and walked towards the river.Everything was so still ,but a moment later turbulence started in a water and winds got intense.It felt as if nature is vexed by our presence as we are disturbing it's silence.Little fear then circulated through my veins, but only a little while after that ,turbulence stopped.I thought such is a blessing of nature,though we are disturbing her silence,she is trying not to disturb us or make us panic but infact gifted us with new positive energies.I absorbed everything i could have.No doubt, someone said it truly , "Nature is a best teacher".I also would say, she's a best charmer which gives you mental peace without any magical spells.

With the dawn we retreated back to our place and coming back I realized everyone should take a time out of their busy schedule and visit such places.It takes nothing but surely pours an oil in ur troubled water of anguish,dilemmas and worries.

Maze...

Lyfs intricacies r gettin more intricate with d passage f tym.

As a child i wz so convinced dat our journy z lyk  a similar maze we used to solve- wer a prsn at one end has to go to d othr end- & 'GOD' being 'we' knowing d rite path will lead us to d othr end safely ,holding our hand.But as i  moved on ,I encountered d BLOCK ,agn a BLOCK & den agn BLOCK ,BLOCK ,BLOCK.........dejected,i wondered y God ve left me & not showin me d way?Walkin half heartedly,i saw d open door.........in dat sense of excitment i thought i won d castle,little did i knew der wz another BLOCK.

This is all lyf-HAPPY but SAD,SAD but HAPPY.......in any way itz still gud.... :)

But den it occurred to me,  'what if' a 'timeout' is declared b4 reaching to an end,viz.,b4 achieving our goal.Alas! i found no ans & apparently nobody had .Dan y wasting our tym chewing over.

Time,z to untangle d tangled  because lyf as we kw z already enigmatic-why complicate it more.Simply n'jy d journey leaving behind d questions wich indeed ve no answers or mayb ve answrs but d ans f wich ,i guess,will least matter.

God,i speculated,may ve not ushered me to d rite door bt definately wz with me if nt holding my hand but standing with me to gv me d strength & wit to turn back & explore d othr way & nt to regret d path i ve takn........coz though i ve encountered d block but in dat wee tym i learned somethng new,i saw somethng diffrnt,i met new pplz or who kw if any of dose wrong path will tell us d purpose of our being alive.

So y bother fr d thngs wich we havnt got,jst luv adoring d things wich u did got.

Take lyf eze,smile a lot,do wateva u want 2,say wateva u feel lyk...........& neva utter a word  fr wat u ve lost or fr wat u cn ve bt u havnt got as famous saying says "what z done cannot b undone".

Stay happy,u ve got jst 1 lyf.Dun waste it by living upto othrs expectations.Stop livin lyk wanna be's.Love urslf.Be urself.Pursue ur drm to itz lair & alwyz fight fr urself & ur rights itz neva unfair.....

STAY BLESSED...:)

rAiNdRoPssssss

I read somewhere “I love walking in rain because no one can see I am crying” and  I wonder  how someone  can even think of crying in rain. What I have experienced is that at the  touch of the rain drop my all miseries and mental trauma just  flew away, away to a place where  I didn’t knew until I came back to my room. Every wound was healed as if it was never there; every pain was gone as if I never felt. Just in d same way the trees n shrubs got wiped out by the rain water and got rid of particles of dust and pollution an d now are exposing their true color. And those subtle shades of green gave me undefined sense of peace to my eyes and my soul. It was d sheer delight and I was completely enthralled by the alluring ambience.

All I did was to feel the drops touching me with mild force-a force so calm, so smooth. A moment later I found myself dancing in d rhythm of rain, music so soothing that it can gave solace to anyone around. I was laughing, I was playing, I was shouting like anything.

I was drenched not only by water but by all the long gone memories of my childhood, my teenage …………..my friends, my family and all peoples who are not with me, but apparently somewhere in the corner of my heart. I remembered the time we laughed together, cried together, played together and fought together and as I retrospect I got a long stretch on my face and a gleam at my eyes.

RAIN made me feel like as if I got a life back, a life I loved so much. I felt ecstatic and this time for no reasons, I felt pampered even though there was no one to pat my shoulder……………

As expected, Rain stopped and as I came downstairs to my room, I was filled with new energies. Energies to be happy for tomorrow  and the days that will follow energies to fight with my troubles with real valor.

Hence I realized the keyword for happiness is to seek it. Happy peoples are healthier and live longer. So we should find happiness wherever we can: life’s so small to live with resentment and grudges. For a long and happy living have zeal to live life with all vigor and voraciousness…

Passe

               Aaj asa laga jase kuch piche ha chut gaya.

            Ek pyara sa ehsas,kuch pane ki aas.

            Kuch kar guzarne ka hosla,sab kuch pa lene ki lalsa.

            Bachpan ki aathkhelia,nani ki kahaniyo me apna sapna bh jee lia.

            Maa ki god me sar rakh ke sona.
            Papa ke kandho me to jase aasman bh chu lia.

            Seh nai paye the pair me lagi chot ka dard.
            Maa ke aachal me roa lia tha sar rakh kar.

            Aaj jana dil pe lagi chot se wo dard kam tha magar.

            Kash aj bh roa pate me aachal se lipatkar.

            Bachpan me choti se khushi ko bhi seene se laga liya , aaj asa laga un khushiyo ne
            alvida hai keh diya.

            Aaj jab mud ke dekha to jana bahut kuch hai chut gaya....................

            Har rang bharne ki koshish me lad rahe hai zindagi se

            Aage safar hai bahut lamba,rasta hai thoda kharab.

            Chal rahe hai fir bhi aasha ki kiran liya,

            dhudne us duniya ko jaha nani ki kahaniya lete jati thi kabhi kabhi

            Jaha sabke dil me tha pyar aur khushiya thi beshumar.............

Untitled.......

Well i tried hard but i dont think i can dignify this blog with 1 or 2 words............so itz "untitled"


anyway...........................At last touched the final milestone for being a graduate & be an engineer.............BIGTIMES huh!!!!!!!
So frnds enjoy being the seniormost hope u have fun n best of everthing in this epilogue..............make d most out of it dun let d roads untravelled,words unsaid & d things undone to regret in future.

The journey has been astounding with betimes and hardtimes as well................everything today feels like a dream.
Every1 is saying itz lukin like as if it was yestrday when we came over here but for me evrrything was slow n swift and i did realised each passing day in which i cried,i laughed,i learned ,i appreciated,i felt low ,i felt high.......................................n all things whether good or bad,desired or undesired,welcumed or unwelcumed has been amalgamted to give me a beautiful treasure called MEMORY...to cherish till doomsday.....


We all have got best frnds ,best roomates, hostelmates, classmates, batchmates..........etc etc over here.
Drenched with nostalgia ,things we'l  miss for sure flooded to my mind............
There will b a lot of pplz around but no1 to listen to our dumbest worries ,craziest dreams or wildest fantacies.
Nights will come in a usual way but no night long chats n teasing stuff.
The FB account will b there but no FOCUT tym for hour long gig.
Birthdays will come n birthdays will go but no frnds to give us birthday bums though.
Sunday saturdays will go nowhere but no random plans to go somewhere.
No roaming listlessly in a cold air...........................Jeez the list seems endless..........n still i guess evry1 z waiting for more goodier stuff........ :):)



This poem i want to dedicate to all ,itz the way i felt at some point or othre n apparently most of d pplz out there..

We felt ignored ,we felt blessed too
We felt happy ,we felt sad too

We giggled naughtily & shed tears too
We helped deliberately & sometimes went selfish too

We Got sacred & behaved bravely too
When lonely sum1 was der to put us out of blues

Felt d luv n d hate
& sometimes the jack of all trade

Sometimes we were in the seventh sky
& Sometimes even the flour beneath denied

Som epplz appreciated n some just bitched
& we became we from all those twitch

We faced failures ,we made faults
We learned so much ,from all assualts

We made good frnds & good foes
& a good family out of our homes

The time to go is near now
many things in pipeline but to accomplish them how......


So make d hay while d sunshine
then don't regret n say...."this could have been mine".....

stay blessed.....

Silence...

           Today as I walked by the corridor I stopped beside Sakshi mam's room, in a fury, how can she b so careless hanging out ,eith her room unlocked.I stepped inside "emptiness" in d room told me "she has gone baby".

          As I was coming to my room,I halted by Poonam mam's room.I wanted to knock......but somebody gave me the look 'why you are knocking therez no1 in'..............Oh yes!sorry i forgot.....

          As I came out of my room I expected a sincere smile smile form Swati mam as i always get but dis tym i got none.

         Last night i was feeling hungry thought "chalo Rohini mam se kettle le k ate ha"..............blimey!but she is not in her room she is at her place far away from me.

        I am feeling insecure wanna share my insecurities,I tried calling Shivani mam's name but the words chocked in my throat coz I knewed she'l not come.


       My guiter untuned who'l tune it now, Anujha mam already left.......................................


      And there is an endless list of things in which I miss each 1 of u seniors......ROHINI MAM,DIVYA MAM,MONIKA MAM,SHAKSHI MAM,SHEHA MAM,SWATI MAM,POONAM MAM,ANUJA MAM.......

    Everywhere i rummage in the hostel..................I expects to see u,I expet to listen ur voice,I expect your cool caress,I expect your advice...............................but everytime my anticipation fails...

  Each and every thing we do in d hostel someone or the other is expecting ur presence dear seniors....



         Feeling heavy at haert as if it s a chest congestion...........itz going out guns............finding it hard over here seniors just got used to u all...........missing you more than expected.

      there so many peoples in the hostelwho r with me,theres so much of noise also.....but,in that commotion "dead silence" secretly came,mocked at me n said,'your loved once have said Goodbye' & I was left all alone in the crowd thinkin who'll fill your space now........inspite of knowing the answer no one will ever can...



A message is circulated ,the best and the worst thing in life is ATTACHEMENT,attachments are bare essential.I guess its not attachement that hurts its being ACCUSTUMED to the one you love hurts....................................Thats why its rightly said,"ADDICTION OF ANYTHING IS BAD"......

 miss ya...........