Monday, June 27, 2016

THE UNDERDOG RELATIONSHIP (By Default God’s Gift)





I read somewhere, “The fragility of a crystal is not a weakness but a fineness. Though a crystal is easily fragile (breakable) but that quality of crystal doesn’t makes it weak rather it’s fineness make it worthy. Every relationship is fragile. Be it whatever, by everything .I mean everything each of it. The term relationship was not very common to us until each as us were introduced to Facebook and hence what was once a word unknown to us is a must option for teenage kid. I couldn’t find a guy of 13+ who didn’t knew what relationship meant and trust me the term relationship is only girlfriend and boyfriend to them. For them relationship is being complicated, serious or may be single. Relation is self and Soul association with every object living or non-living around us. Be it POPAT LAL`S relationship with his umbrella or someone`s relationship with his Soulmate (Hope that term really exist).

Today I am going to talk about the coolest person we have been in relation with and it`s by default by GOD`S grace. It`s not your mom. It’s our dad .No offense to mom they are cool but dad`s coolest. They have a real swag.

“When I was a child,
I spoke as a child. 
I understood as a child
I thought as a child
But when I become a man.
I put away all childish things.”

This is hell reality with every another person, they postpone their dreams for another great cause and grow up. I don’t know how it’s got to be a grown man but certainly it’s got to be cool like my dad who hasn’t left behind the childish and funny kid inside him .you can talk about idiotism and nonsense to him .for serious decisions stuff he leaves up to your own decisions.
In Indian families father son relationship is most underdog relationship and being a teen with some bullshit and real angles called ‘FRIENDS’. You kind of disconnect with him .you take underrate him a many times but when reality hits you he’s always there for you at the right moment.
   Recently 12th boards result were out. I was really tensed like others with bio and maths both as a subject also I am too good in maths .when I saw the board’s paper I almost cried after seeing the papers. I got good marks as per my expectations but per my mom because Sharma ji’s kid got some 90% marks .I always would ignore his call in exams saying I am studying or before exams cause I would always expect a lecture but on the day of results I had to take the call. He told me few stories about the biggest failures of world and the success they saw ahead .I had not expected it anyway .I thought of a harsh treatment. I felt so good at that moment .i realised that ‘sometimes decisions taken in a nick of moment have power to influence a series of incidents to follow. Maybe it was also because they would have thought I would plan something idiotic after results like several others in newspaper .I am not one of those who give up easily and never giving attitude comes from sports. There was a time in class 6-7 when I was not allowed to play sports or take part in it because my class teacher told my maa that the cause of my falling grades is my craze for cricket. If you are a cricket fan and you love being a part of playing XI and you’re told to just watch and enjoy. It’s what which calls you  For a ‘REBEL’.I had a talk with my dad in phone and he just made maa agree in seconds to let me play and the next day I was practicing with the team . I have the best memories of cricketing days with me. Harsh defeats, sledging and winning matches.
I was really cool when Facebook had the feature I love you mom on mother’s day but on father’s day they had nothing lie on mother’s day.it sounded biased to me. Maa, I love you is easiest thing to say but PAPA,I love you is the hardest because it’s rarest case in boys.  
In early teens, if a guy would call his dad as BAAP. We would befriend with that guy because for us it was an insulting behaviour .now it’s just common among my friends and not like teens here everyone agrees with me. It’s their new cool. Luckily I have not all my friends on this path of new cool. Never have I been to this path because what’s wrong in past is always wrong later, time doesn’t changes the judgement of wrong.
Cricket is the only platform where two men of the house join together, sharing sofa and your dad can only save you from housefly ‘Simar’ during IPL season. You may love your mom to any limits but when comes to cricket your limit is defined.
We have progressed so much since the early age but the father-son relationship has been underdog always. We may express our problems socials, seek advice from various sources but we forget the best advice who have had a life experience of everything .He would scold you for the first 5 min, you don’t go to him. Trust me if you bare the first 5 minutes and hear him .You’ll have the best advice. I have this experience also you’ll have most trusted person with along you.
My father loves Hindi a lot instead of being in English loving counties. He has read every book from 80-90’s and he knows every stories. Whenever I would lose quiz, debate, matches .In fact I have lost every match, quiz or debate inter school.it took almost 2 years to win the first inter school prize. He would always say these lines.   

गिरते हैं शहसवार ही मैदाने ज़ंग में
वो तिफ्ल क्या गिरे जो घुटनों के बल चले

It says “One who ride horses in battlefield fall down not them who crawl”.
It’s not important to be strong but feel strong and with your father’s accompany you feel that .you feel the strongest with him by your side.
Keep loving your dad.
And if you really wanna hear a true dad-son talk watch this video by Zakhir khan. 


It’s one man’s journey who fights single handed and curbs his sorrow and pain and continues to work how unhappy he is in order to let you feel happy .Never leave him alone or befriend him. He’s your FATHER.

"Love your DAD because he always loves you."

Sunday, April 10, 2016

THINGS SEEN ARE TEMPORAL AND THINGS UNSEEN ARE ETERNAL



PEOPLE ,CHAOS AND SUFFERINGS

I am not a socialist or a person so concerned about others but I do admire people’s feelings and also feel them. I understand them through their sufferings. This blog include two stories highlighting the unseen suffering and pain associated with it. What we see may isn’t truth every time, what we hear also may not be the truth heard but what we feel is the ultimate truth and true feeling associated with it. We may pretend to have no effect of India’s loss but we have feel they must have won it .that is unseen truth behind and is hidden.

“TO KNOW THE THOUGHTS AND DEEDS THAT HAVE MARKED MAN’S PROGRESS IS TO FEEL THE GREAT HEART THROB OF HUMANITY THROUGH SHARING THEIR GRIEF AND BEING A PART OF IT.”

Fire has been an essence discovery to man’s lightened life but every burning light doesn’t brings light to all, some brings darkness too. In my neighbourhood lives a family which is new and I have been knowing them for 5 months .the family consist of a 3 year old kid and this parent’s .uncle is in transport business and owns 2 trucks which he had on loan and pays back the load in instalments from money earned by loading and delivered. He’s known for is open-heated help and laughing attitude. Everything was fine until came a news that his one of the truck is burnt by the mob protesting against government. This news made me watch the funniest man I knew in surrounding with tears alone in the corner of nearby park away from family. Though he had an insurance on it but the truth is known to all nothing works in India without a bribe he had to bribe every department to let insurance company assure his truck was burnt. He had to rush here and there, courts, policemen, lawyers.in all these he would not even meet his 3 years son whom he doesn’t leave for a second he’s back from work. This is the unseen truth that happens to any transportation sector, taxi drivers, auto drivers and shop owners when a mob protests against any issue. I ask who the hell mob is to burn any intellectual property .think of a situation here he had backup but what to those whose only source of income is their vehicle or shop. Thinking itself is a night mirror how disastrous the reality must have been.

“TO FIGHT FOR NATION BELONGINGS, PRESERVING IT AND PAYING RESPECT TO IT IS, IN TRUE TERMS PATRIOTISM AND SENSE OF NATIONALISM THOSE DOING THESE ARE REAL SON’S OF MOTHERLAND.”

I highly oppose the route taken by the JATT’S to take reservation because this has paved a way of demanding things and government ultimately fulfilling their demands. I don’t say they demand wrong. They demanded it in wrong way. I appreciate the jewellery union way of protest they are doing it with ease and sense of responsibility they are causing no physical or intellectual loss ,economical though but that’s OK it’s got to be some way even though the government isn’t listening.

“SOMETIMES DECISIONS THAT ARE TAKEN IN THE NICK OF A MOMENT ARE THE ONES THAT HAVE A POWER TO AFFECT A WHOLE TRAIN OF EVENTS TO FOLLOW.”

 Its government and the people to decide which way they prefer listening to. Once, I read an extract from a book by Pt. Jawaharlal Nehru about civilization, he says

“THE ELEPHANT IS BIG AND STRONG FAR STRONGER THAN THE LITTLE MAHOUT SITTING ON HIS NECK BUT THE MAHOUT CAN THINK AND BECAUSE HE CAN THINK HE BECOMES THE MASTER AND THE ELEPHANT IS HIS SERVANT.”

It’s the public, the elephant to decide how long they are going to be led by the little knowledgeable mahout and when are they going to be thinking on their own.
The other story is my mother’s observation brought to me. There is a lavish and mass accumulated Ram Yaga taking place in my neighbour. It’s also accompanied by food stalls and rides for children. People are chanting lords name saying, “JAI SHRI RAM, JAI SHRI RAM” “the pray is at its peak in the morning and at the evening so  does other stuffs like food –stalls.one afternoon my mother saw the kids working on one of the food stalls eating rice and water. My mother told me this and I couldn’t believe because these days street food junction earn a lot and that too them  had the colonies crown with them it’s not possible  but I saw it was them the same who served the delicious and tasty cakes and stuffs people eat at these places. I couldn’t digest this fact one day I asked one of the kid of my age who was from Odisha,” Bhai ek din mein kitna kama lete Ho yeh stall se. He said he earns at least 500-600 at these places. I asked “yehna kitna kama le rahe ho .He said 200-300 per day. I couldn’t believe so I said,”kya yaar itne toh bheed rehte hain tumhare yanha saam mein.He said ,”most of the localities  demand free and say you are permitted to stay because of us and you are allowed to sell at this site.I saw these kids preparing the early stuff in the chilling summer .I offered them chilled water from fridge they told me they aren’t habituated of it  also the hand pump nearby provided water which wasn’t fit for drinking it stinks but who cares.

“POOR PEOPLE IN A POOR COUNTRY NO ONE CARES, NO ONE GIVES A DAMN OF IT.EVERYTHING IS A POWER SYSTEM .IF YOU HAVE POWER PEOPLE CARE AND YOU CAN DO THINGS.”

 I don’t mind considering India a power country a place where a farmer suicide on daily bases and others fights for basic necessity isn’t rich in my eyes though it’s for government GDP index but not for me.

People are declining morally .we all know, to keep humanity alive morals must live .society without morals can go either way. Examples are everywhere, today a father being protective of some rich and idiots on roads is killed.is this what we are looking for and our education is. If such is the education it is better to be illiterate than being a literate fool. Both is the same either way.

BLAMING OTHERS IS NOTHING THAN EXCUSING YOURSELF.
IT’S REALLY A SOCIAL SATIRE THAT I FIND A COMMON MAN VOTE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PART IN A DEMOCRACY AND HE IS THE MOST BIGGEST SUFFERER OF THE SYSTEM.

THE WORLD IS INDEED A BETTER PLACE WHEN THERE IS LOVE.FRIENDSHIP.ACCEPTANCE, AND HOPE.POWERED BY THESE WE CAN ACHIEVE ALL.

FOR CENTURIES WE HAVE BEEN SEEKING FOR GOD EVERYWHERE BUT IT’S OUT FOOLISHNESS TO NOT CONSIDER GOD AS OMNIPRESENT.THEREIN LIES THE GREATNESS OF GOD AND OUR WELFARE.

BHARAT MATA KI JAI
(I DON’T NEED TO SAY THIS BECAUSE I AM TOLD TO DO SO OR FORCED .I SAY IT BECAUSE I FEEL TO SAY IT.)
JAI HIND!!

Sunday, January 17, 2016

STOP DENYING...START FACING THE PHOBIAS

                                                                   


After few days, our school life gonna end or has ended in a way out. There are some phobias I came across in my class 10th when I left my school and came to  a new world though the world was  different but everything was same  but the world next won’t be like it has been all now.somethings never change ,people’s expectations and our fulfillment. Most of the time we all been fulfilling someone’s other expectations be it anyone teachers, parents, friends, girlfriend’s or anyone. There’s only one relationship which doesn’t expects is FRIENDSHIP. There are 5 phobias every one of is afraid of.infact every day these phobias have been haunting.
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN, IF WE SAID WHAT WAS ON OUR MINDS, ALL DAY EVERYDAY? HOW DIFFERENT OUR EVERYDAY LIVES WOULD HAVE BEEN.
The very first fear is CHRONOPHOBIA (fear of tomorrow)this word tomorrow is a real slut .it doesn’t live with our present but every time it affects our present. we don’t have  to be professional’s in every field to build something armatures built  google,Facebook while titanic was built by professional and the rest is history. Why be afraid let’s take it on us. My future I make it, I spoil it. We must not give it on anyone else to blame on, that sucks. Do remember “Today is the tomorrow you created yesterday”.
The second fear is ATYCHIPHOBIA (fear of failure)failing at anything sucks, especially when all eyes are on you. Mistakes are Inevitable. So accept them, own them and let them shed the path of future. Who doesn’t fails, everyone does but the fact is how long you are going to stay with that just move on and let other things come to you. From class 10th to class 12th we have grown on with failing so that’s something which has to been lightly. We never fail ourselves, we always know what truth is we actually fail expectations which are never ours .so why be sorry for else expectations. When we expect and we fail that’s failure which is totally justified failure and which is very often found.
 The third failure is MNEMOPHOBIAS (fear of memories)nobody gives damn about school marks, syllabus, and tests. All one care’s is memories and we remember moments. Things end but memories life forever in heart. What stays in heart, stays with you all our life. We are going to spread away in different directions but memories will have their own place to life in. Even the seconds passed just passed won’t be back. Memories and time spent with friends are one’s special moment.
The fourth failure is AUTOPHOBIA (fear of me).Man’s one’s creator and own destroyer .He’s got constructive and destructive capabilities   within himself. All one needs to fear is fear himself none can scare one if he doesn’t fears. We grow up, we learn good and evils here .we win and lose here. We need to love ourselves before loving anyone else. You are your best friend, your enemy, your lover and your admirer. You make yourself.
The last fear is the fear one has to come across at some point of time in the school life. It’s THANATOPHOBIA (fear of losing someone who is very special is life)God made gaps between the fingers so that someone can fill those gaps and hold us all through our troubles and fears. Losing the grip of that hand is very painful. Such is with friends, losing friends and missing them is most painful of all. Things end belongings stay forever.No matter how strong a person is there is someone who makes him weak.
No one knows what’s next or what’s gonna happen tomorrow.Every night we go to bed without any assurance of being alive the next morning but still we wake up live that’s faith and hope.Hope is what we can have for the fears I have mentioned
  
STOP DENYING...START FACING
FEAR IS TEMPORARY AND REGRET LASTS FOREVER.SO SPEAK OUT OUR HEART TO ALL BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE AND TIME LOSES IT’S WAY ALL YOU ‘LL HAVE TO WATCH IT THEN WILL BE OUR REGRETFUL FACE IN MIRROR AND EVERYTHING WILL SLIP BY OUR HANDS.BEFORE THINGS SHATTER COLLECT THEM AND FRAME THEM IN OUR HEART.

                                          HAPPY HOPEFUL FUTURE GUYS...

 

                                                                                                                                                                     @VISHAL RANJAN                  

Sunday, November 15, 2015

आने वाले कल की परिकल्पना

 सोच समझकर  चिंतन  किया मैंने  उजाले  में ,
 क्या  होगी मेरे देश की सूरत आने वाले सालो में ,
  
कल भी तारे यूँ ही होंगे ,चाँद की चमक भी काम न होगी ,
पर क्या होगा  जब इनकी बातें करने वाले न इंसान  होंगे । 

खुशियाँ  भी अपार होंगी आने वाले सालों में ,
पर क्या होगा जब उन्हें बाँटने को हमारे आपने ही न साथ होंगे ,

खुशियां  है तो गम भी  ज़ाहिर हज़ार   होंगे  ,
पर क्या होगा जब गम सिर्फ एक तक सिमट जायेंगे । 

दोस्ती ,भाईचारे और प्यार जैसे  शब्द,महज़  किताबो तक सिमट जायेंगे
आगे बढ़ने की लालच में हम अपनों की ही  बलि चढ़ाएंगे। 
आने वाले समय में प्यार परिवार मित्र सारे शब्द ,
बेमतलब  और  तर्कहीन  रह जायेंगे। 

भीड़ में अपनी  पहचान के चेहरे भी हज़ार  होंगे 
पर क्या होगा जब अपने पहचान के ही  चेहरे हमसे ही अनजान होंगे। 

खुद भी होंगे ,ईश्वर भी होंगे, लेकिन ये महज़ नाम होंगे
खुद को खुदा माने ईश्वर बन बैठे इंसान होंगे। 

राहते  और भी होंगी वस्ल की राहतों के सिवा 
वक़्त और इंसान से बढे उनके हालत होंगे। 

संघर्ष  आज भी है। संघर्ष कल  भी रहंगे ,सदा  हमेशा वही हालत होंगे।
मनुष्य तो होंगे पर मुर्दा उनमे  जज़्बात होंगे।

आने वाले समय में ,हमारी सारी मौज मस्ती जंजीरो की लांबई तक ही सिमट जायगे ,
ज़िन्दगी जीनी  भी हमें महज़ रस्म अदायगी नज़र आएगी। 

डरता नहीं हूँ मैं आने वाले अँध्यारे से ,वक़्त तो आता- जाता हैं 
बस ,इल्म इस बात है है की ,आने वाले वक़्त में 
मूल्यों ,जज़्बातों और भावनाओं से परे 
मनुष्य रूपी  हर तरफ कंकाल होंगे। 

                                                               विशाल रंजन 

 

      

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