On Boy's.....

Bachpan me ek kahani suni thi…..
That was about a sadhu(sant) and parrots.
Once a sadhu was passing through a jungle, he found some parrots trapped in the net of hunter. He feels pity about those parrots so giving some bucks to hunter he brought all those parrots. And thought that before let them free I should give some training to them so that they wont be trapped in net again.
Within few days he taught them a lesson…”shikari aata hai,jaal phailata hai, jaal me phansana nahi chahiye”. (hunter came and throw the net, we should not trapped in his net)
All parrots learnt the lesson and perfectly uttering the lesson so sadhu freed them by thinking that these parrots will teach the other parrots too so that they will never get trapped.
Anyway after some days he was passing through the same jungle but was shocked to see that there are many parrots trapped in net and he got more irritated to listen that all parrots are still uttering the lesson “shikari aata hai….”
Well guys are the same like poor parrots. They knows girls came and trap them, kill there time and wallet for stupid shopping, snatch there freedom and later happiness.Like parrots, boys also continually utter “bhai, mai nahi phansta ladkiyo ke chakkar me” etc…but they got trapped.

In my college days, I was like that sadhu. I also warned my friends about the danger of hunters…..but they got trapped.
Finally at the end of the college life even I cudnt understand that “what I was…a parrot or a sadhu”
Anyway
Every parrot finally succeed to search there hunter……hehehe!!!!

my Pa.... on his birthday(20 sep)

Papa….
Happy birthday..
Now you became older one more year, some more gray hair’s and now u resembles to old times hero Balraz Sahni..:)
trust me, your getting better and smarter with time.
I still remember those childhood days:
A little me, sitting in front you on your Enfield, your printed shirts n bell-bottoms and that smile….people and friends respects u for ur dedication for work and honesty. Those bike rides on canals, dams, jungles and villages are still in my memories.
The best thing  u never preached me but poured the corner of my room with books, magazines and news papers so I got that reading habit inherent in me. That helped me a lot to understand life's little lessons.
I was so much agile and notty so my childhood was full of accidents and injuries….but only once I got u irritated with me when I fell down from 3rd floor and had a serious head injury. You were asking to doctor uncle that why only this boy has so many injuries and stiches, can’t he sit silently?
You never shown your tears when some years back on the hospital’s bed, counting my breaths I was slowly and slowly walking towards the death. When everybody was loosing hope u stood firm and smiling with jiju’s never give-up attitude and motivated me to fight.
My life was never easy, full of surprises and down falls, never allows me to live a simple life as I wished for.
But you never force me or ask to do this or that…….so my life was like free falling!
Today on ur birthday I can say that ur the best, u dint lectured me about status, money or brands but I learned to appreciate little things of life from u,……………(incomplete….)

A Clap- still unheared

Few months back, it could be early winter season or slightly winter season entering the zone. I was working in Bhopal. When I get free from work early, I love to spent time at the lake side. I admired the beauty of this place especially in the evenings. Most of the times, I went to CCD on hill-top, from where u can see the whole lake as well as eye soothing sunset. This view is just like a canvas of painter were sun set is shown with the bright color and lake water act as mirror for sun to talk with the people who alone in the park.

I enjoy walking along the bank of lake and most of the time I was company by my friend “Abha”. We walk along the bank then rest in peace to a remote corner which was little away from the crowded main course .Mostly couples use this place to keep away from public and some old age people comes for their evening walk. I preferred this corner for its greenery and peace. The golden reflection of the sunset makes this place magnificent and U can catch different birds chirping in dark tree.

We sit there for hours, I love to watch birds, sensing the environment with silence and She loves to tease me with her pranks and chat on different topics (mostly useless one), so we fought for little things, and then trying to patch it up or just sitting idle, listen to the sounds of silence.

But we interrupts by a thick high pitch voice- “Bhagwan teri jodi salamat rakhe… laa beta,paisa  de..” It was a transgender (Intersex/Hizra) standing right over our head clapping hard enough to shoo away all nearby Birds.

At first instance we ignored him, but this person seems a tough egg to crack. Abha said- we are not couple and not doing anything for which we have to give money. He replied with many unpleasant sounds clap – this is my area, and every body gives me money.

I soon realized that he or she or whatever will not move without having money. His volume keeps on increasing and soon it started attracting attention of people sitting over there.

Abha argued not to give money by any means but I was not in mood to put myself in any conversation and wanted to cut this crap immediately so I take out my wallet and give ten rupees to him. He takes the money with such boastfulness as if I was his creditor. But he gave a lot of blessings after that and quickly vanished in the greens.

This was obviously not a good experience; it was disgusting to throw away your money like this. Even after that day, I saw him a couple of times more. He targets couple for easy money, which Abha  always opposed, to the extent that it resulted in a fuming argument between them. To avoid such debate I used to just hand him 10 bugs as the tax for sitting with a girl.

Well time passed by, one day Abha was not in the town (or may be I wanted to be alone), so I was sitting alone at the same place. It was a chilly December evening .I was  very disturbed that day, I placed myself silently on a corner, watching the Sun going down and than Moon appearing with the evening  star ”Venus”. I was thinking about my past some months, a broken relationship and her. But i was not getting the answer that why all such things happened to me.

At distance I saw that tall boney creature, fearlessly roaming like a hunter, looking for his kill. But I ignored him, coz I was alone, so no need to give her the ‘love tax’.

But he was coming closer, collecting money from all the couples in between.  I was not in mood to argue so silently I take out a currency from my wallet and without looking at him I raised it to his level. But the person put his hand on my head and blesses me with words and passes on. I was surprise and look up to his face and said why he is not taking the money, does he not required.

He claped once with a smile and said “Beta bahut acche ho tum, hamesha khush raha karo” (son, you are a nice person, keep smiling always).And I would feel that he could easily understand what’s going in my mind.

Doesn’t you want money today, I asked in surprise?

He said –“No”

 You remember me? My eyes wide open in disbelief.

He replied- “beta, hum jinka namak khate hai unhe kabhi nahi bhoolte”.

First time I noticed his eyes. His face was same straight and emotionless, but I felt the sadness and care in his eyes.

He dint stay there for a moment , giving endless blessings he moved, got engaged in his routine work and left me thinking that when we will start considering them human and respect them. Forgetting about my problems ,I came back home with a concern thought and pit feeling about these people and their communities that we have force them to live in darkness and earn by begging .when go in surroundings we can find no facility for studies provide to them nor any sources for their earnings.. Is this not a punishment to them without doing any mistake to humanity?

Well, after that day hardly 2-3 times I visited that place, but never forget to give him the “love tax” and a smile. He too moved with same straight face and lots of blessings, leaving a big question mark on abha’s face..:)