Saturday, August 20, 2011
Focal findings of a fatal firing
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Showbiz
Now days there are some unusual scenes in the city I live. Cleaners are busy cleaning the roads, Traffic police regular presence on the cross roads, police forces continually patrolling at every gateways of city, workers are repairing the damaged roads, lights etc., and illegal embarked vendors are being removed from the roads. As I wonder over it I learn that a VIP is about to visit my city.
As I think further a word “showbiz” flashes across my mind. In theaters reel life shows are screened for few hours with the purpose to entertain the audience. The actors’ stage performance not necessarily has to match with his real life. Aren’t we all aware that actors not necessary use those products which they endorse? Reel life kind of activities when enters in real life situations then activities become a time being show.
I am sure every Indian city has experienced what my city is experiencing now. No wonder the political leaders projected progress gets punctured during the crisis hours. How many times in past have you heard about safe living in Gujarat? But recent numerous crimes in Ahmedabad alone had knocked down this myth. Every rainy season exposes the quality of constructed roads and so is the case of drainage system.
When reel life takes over the real life then there prevail lifeless activities! Think about the illegal embarkations by the roadside vendors or the auto rickshaw drivers who will disappear at the time of a VIP’s visit and will reappear after his departure! If this is just a show then life after the show is not going to be pleasant as it looks now. Common man will have his share of troubles except the day when a VIP visits his city!
However I understand that we as society do not have time to look into the truthfulness of matter. Therefore we console ourselves in the byproduct of activity. We say it’s good that a VIP is visiting our city so for few days at least we have model roads and electricity etc. I suppose the terrorist too are well aware with our psychology and therefore they succeed in blowing us up as and when they like.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Some poems...
| In aankho se inayat kijiye..... dekh ke aise hame ab rukhsat na kijiye..... rahna he in palko ki chaav me..... aankhe ham se ab mod na lijiye...... | aankho se chalakte ye sabab..... hoto se mahekte ye ahesas.... dekh ke hum dekhte rah gaye..... hasin aap ke asie ye andaj.... |
| khamosh rah ke aap hamesha mere dil me sawal ye karte ho.... kya he ki aap bejawab rahete he..... | jindgi me aur rakha hi kya he.... do char khubsurat baate kar le... ek lamha ji le... iske siva..! |
| Zara sa nur tumhari aankho se hokar… Suraj ki roshni tak pahochata he… Tab jake kahi din nikalta he… Subah ki roshni me pura jahan…Zara sa khilta he… | bethe the jab hum-tum samunder kinare... dekhe the tab teri aankho me masti ke najare… samunder me uchalti lahero ki tarah… Uthke shant hote teri najaro ke ishare... |
| zuka ke palke chalte rahena... fitarat shayad aapki he.... zuki palko me sama ke dharti... aasma ko tarasana fitarat shayad aapki he... | in aankho ki sharart ko kya kahu... in labo ki muskan ko kya kahu... najnin tumhari ye adaye.... khubsurati ki parchayio ko kya kahu… |
| teri julfo se bahne de sarsarati is pavan ko... teri palko se bahne de machalte is paani ko... ki inme sama ke main tuj ko chu jau.... gujrne de ek subah... aisi ek sham ko... | subah khil gayi aap ke didar se... masum mahek gayi aap ke didar se... muskurate yuhi raho... hamari he ye dua... jaha mahekekta rahe aap ke didar se... |
| ye bikhari zulfe... ye shararati muskan... aankho me leke phirte ho tum tufan... ghayal hum to kya jamana ho gaya... masah allah aapke ye hasin mijaj... | hasin aisi subah aayi... muskurahart tumhari meri aankho me utar aayi... thahar ke dekha maine khilati suhab ko... jo labo pe tumhari mere samne aayi... |
| tumhra andaj masoom he... hasi se bhara bhara... dekh ke tumhe... hame laga chalo waqt bitaye kuch hara hara... | muskan yu hotho pe sajaye bethe ho... sunderta bahe felaye...lutaye bethe ho... dekhne wala dekhata hi rah jaye... kuch aise shringar sajaye bethe ho... |
| aap ki baate nirali he... aap dikhti bahot pyari he... muskuraht pe aapki jaise more nache… badal barse... har koi tarse... aap se baat karne ko... | phulo sa mahekana tumhara... hawa me dupatte ka laherana tumhara... mausam ko jawa karne ka andaj tumhara... jo bhi dekhe.... kahe... masah allah... na jawab tumhara... |
| chale gaye tum achanak yuhi... baat shayad kuch aisi hui... gam nahi, karenge intejar yahi... ki milo tum hame phir kabhi yahi dobara... | khubsurat phool jo sajaye he aap ne aap ke aashiyane me... didar hum kar rahe he aapka maykhane se... ijajat do kuch kah sake... ijajat do tumhe sun sake... ki kabhi bahar aa sake is maykhane se... |
| hamne pukara aap ko har baar.... mud ke na dekha aap ne ek baar... phir bhi aaj hum pukare aap ko ek aur baar... ab to muskurate hue kuch kah do yaar... | hasin andaj ye aapke... aankhe jaise kuch kaheti he... lab jaise kuch kahne ko betab... baalo se baheti ghata... masum jaise chaya he nisar... |
| aankho se chalkte jaam.... reshmi ye baal.... hotho pe aapke muskan... masum aaj sada bahar... aankho se chalakte jaam... hotho se chalake ye sabab..... phool hi phool ho tum... mahekti bahar..... | muskan aap hotho pe sajaye bethe ho..... aankho me koi tufan chupaye bethe ho..... dekhke aap ko dekhate rah gaye...... aise kuch andaj nibhaye bethe ho..... |
| nigahen dekh rahi aap ki kisi ko.... shayad woh samaya he aapki aankho me ..... | muskurake zalak aap dikha jate ho..... shama ye suhana kiye jate ho... |
| aahen koi bhare usme kya maja lena....? kisi ki aankho se pi le..... phir dekh kya maja he jina... | jindgi sunder ho jaye... jab sunder sa koi aap sa mahek jaye.... ankhiyo se ankhiya mila ke... kuch baat jab kar jaye... |
| baat ye kya ho gayi mujko malum nahi….Par dard tumko hua ye khata meri kuch kum nahi…. Tumko dard dena ka mera koi irada nahi….Par dard tumko hua ye khata meri kuch kum nahi…. | |
Saturday, September 18, 2010
A journey to Mumbai…
It was around 2 am and the inner scene of Lok-Shakti train’s general bogie grabbed my attention. Principles of survival were effectively executed by the bogie travelers as they had adjusted themselves in narrow spaces. Some men, women and children were lying on the floor like the poor lay on floor of their huts. Some were sitting on seats crushing their shoulders or falling on each other like a middle class family adjusting itself in its limited resources. Some men slept on upper berth like the rich resting on luxurious couch. Last but not the least few travelers slept near bogie’s toilets like the homeless living on slum pavements.
As the trained reached to Navsari there was rainfall and the rain water had made its way into the bogie through a broken window to disturb the peaceful sleep of few passengers lying on the floor. An old uncle’s towel got wet and he spent rest of his train time drying it. It’s the lack of resource that makes an individual to esteem it!
A talkative girl that embarked in the train from Bilimora was quickly surrounded by few young lads who were travelling to Daman via Vapi to have a mini vacation. Their enthusiasm reveled that they wouldn’t have expected such glamorous start of their mini vacation!
On an opposite berth an over-caring mother kept on insisting her 12 years son to sleep on her lap and her son kept on denying her request persistently and annoyingly. An emergence of generation gap!
A south Indian man considered his right to stretch his leg and a Gujarati lady looked it as a hindrance to her sleep! However they both did rest but without giving up their arguments! A perfect picture of unity in diversity!
The night duty laborers of tea and snacks stalls kept on floating in the bogie with their annoying shouts at various stations where the train halted. The night duty police personnel too visited the bogie with 007 look in their eyes!
A recently received sms says "Instead of thinking about what you're missing, try to think about what you have that everyone else is missing, life will be happy" My night was sleepless but not useless as the pictures of people lying on floor etc reminded me of blessings that I have. And believe me the knowledge of what we have is helpful to live life thankfully to almighty.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Some life
The world looks happy place to them. They are positivity to life. May be their simplicity has made the evil of world invisible to them! They appear at ease in today’s speedy age! They take life as it comes! May be them not being over ambitious makes the life at ease for them! They looked innocent and simple all up the day to all the day down. But their simplicity was graced with sparkle of their eyes! I don’t remember when last I had seen eyes, missing the ‘I know’ attitude!
Their talks were informal but the indirect ‘show up’ in declaration of one’s achievements and possessions was missing. Their words were gentle and the flow of respect was without hidden messages and agendas! Their laugh and fun activities were soul pleasing. Their simplicity and yet liveliness, their limited resources and yet joyfulness, their limited knowledge and acknowledging that fact their curiosity to learn, in all I had impressive first day with them.
Monday, September 6, 2010
My Hero
It was joy to listen everyone and the noticeable progress everyone has scored in past few months. One of our friend families who had allotted time to pursue Ph.D. was now through and is managing their household joyfully. Another blessed with a baby boy had progressed in their professional career as well as had bought a new house. Few bachelors amongst us were not behind too as one had professional progress while another was going to start a new job.
However one of us whom we can title as ‘silent profile’ had gone through some harsh times. His wife met with an accident and therefore he had to handle his household along with his job. His time schedule included his work in kitchen, workplace, hospital, children’s school etc. His devotional and punctual service for his family is remarkable. Before departing I told him that ‘Martin, I don’t think I can handle the way you have handle the situation’.
His sharing still cherishes my heart and soul. Profile like him might not have glamour shade but has potentiality to be hero for many like me.

