"Cleanliness is next to godliness" goes an old saying and in an era like this, God is looked at only during tough times and only when we think we can not move without His guidance. Sad but so be it!!! Its' the same with cleanliness. We just can not do without it now, just can not... it is high-time. The need of the hour is cleanliness- Godliness. The world can not move on without either of these now. WHy should we litter on roads when we keep our houses clean is an age-old question to stir people's consciousness. Though without an answer, people still continue their old ways, showing no willingness to mend. For the real beuty to show, the inside needs to be brushed thoroughly- true for people, true for cities... Spirituality takes care of the cleansing of humans but that is a real private affair so lets' not intrude...
Keeping the city tidy is more complex a task and is "no one's" but everyone's responsibility, we ignore it, conveniently...
With the Commonwealth Games round the corner, various organisations and lots of individuals are taking the initiative independently. They would be successful in their own way, for a genuine effort never goes waste but who will ensure that this graph of success never comes down, for it is only for all of us!? WE!!! We can make a difference. As J. Krishnamurti says, revolution starts from an invidual, not a country.
Use dustbins, please please do not litter the roads, not with wrappers, not with filters, not with plastics, NOTHING...
Let every individua; make an effort and that would create a ripple effect and revolutionise the country. Let cleanliness be the order of the century and be our way of living. Stop littering, Stop and Be Aware...
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Diastrous For A Mushrooming Economy...
Having read about India’s growing importance in the global world, one can not stop but feel a constant sense of pride and gratitude for being a part of the young generation and see your country transition and transform into a “strategically important destination”. Well, on the other side, one feels like digging ones’ own grave reading about India’s take on sensitive issues…
One such news drew my attention recently, the article about “home-makers” in the category of non-productive workers- catastrophic, to say the least!!! Such shallow act by “a future superpower” is atrocious. Yet another example of inequality in our roots... Its’ not about being a feminist but heavens’ would fall if we don’t wake up from this slumber.
Even the theoretical statement of “economically non-productive workers” is not “in-sync” with the inclusion of home-makers. Ironically, we have replaced “house-wives” with a new term symbolic of a meaning contribution of a woman to the family- “home-makers” and we consider them economically non-productive!!!
If nurturing children, taking care of the spouses, preparing food for the family, shopping for all and sundry and shaping the next generation fully and completely so that they can a carve a niche for themselves is non- productive, then the economists should shut their subject forever. Dr. Manmohan Singh, please have your economists evaluate the monetary worth of home-makers. Our GDP shall soar higher and higher…
The opportunity cost for educated woman (and in an era where even school pass-outs get a decent job, thanks to the still flourishing BPO sector), who “wish” to foster the family and not earn the bucks that attract majority, would turn out to be huge.
An old saying goes, “you are what you had for breakfast”; who does that when the dads are away on business tours and return only to pack their bags for the next one? No one here is trying to under-value men. They ensure a comfortable living for the family and work round the clock to bring the world at their children’s feet. But look at the other wheel of the vehicle also. For a vehicle to be steered as per the drivers’ wish, the conditions of the tyres need to be similar, if not the same.
Wake up India, we are getting a new face and a new place in the world; our richness of culture, history, bonding is unparalleled. Let the case be the same for our thoughts as well…
One such news drew my attention recently, the article about “home-makers” in the category of non-productive workers- catastrophic, to say the least!!! Such shallow act by “a future superpower” is atrocious. Yet another example of inequality in our roots... Its’ not about being a feminist but heavens’ would fall if we don’t wake up from this slumber.
Even the theoretical statement of “economically non-productive workers” is not “in-sync” with the inclusion of home-makers. Ironically, we have replaced “house-wives” with a new term symbolic of a meaning contribution of a woman to the family- “home-makers” and we consider them economically non-productive!!!
If nurturing children, taking care of the spouses, preparing food for the family, shopping for all and sundry and shaping the next generation fully and completely so that they can a carve a niche for themselves is non- productive, then the economists should shut their subject forever. Dr. Manmohan Singh, please have your economists evaluate the monetary worth of home-makers. Our GDP shall soar higher and higher…
The opportunity cost for educated woman (and in an era where even school pass-outs get a decent job, thanks to the still flourishing BPO sector), who “wish” to foster the family and not earn the bucks that attract majority, would turn out to be huge.
An old saying goes, “you are what you had for breakfast”; who does that when the dads are away on business tours and return only to pack their bags for the next one? No one here is trying to under-value men. They ensure a comfortable living for the family and work round the clock to bring the world at their children’s feet. But look at the other wheel of the vehicle also. For a vehicle to be steered as per the drivers’ wish, the conditions of the tyres need to be similar, if not the same.
Wake up India, we are getting a new face and a new place in the world; our richness of culture, history, bonding is unparalleled. Let the case be the same for our thoughts as well…
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Relationships... Keep them Sacred...
In lamhon ke daaman mein
Pakiza se rishe hain
Koi kalma mohabbat ka
Dohrate farishte hain
Khamosh si hai zameen hairaan sa falak hai
Ek noor hi noor sa ab aasman talak hai
Nagmein hi nagmein hai jagti soti fizaon mein
Husn hai sari adaon mein
Ishq hai jaise hawaon mein
...Kise yeh ishq hai
Kaisa yeh khwab hai
Kaise jazbaat ka umda salab hai
Din badle raatein badli, baathein badli
Jeene ke aandaz hi badlein hai...
...Kyon hai yeh arzoo
Kyon hai yeh zustzu
Kyon dil bechain hai
Kyon dil betaab hai...
Kise yeh ishq hai
Kaisa yeh khwab hai
Kaise jazbaat ka umda salab hai
Din badle raatein badli, baathein badli
Jeene ke aandaz hi badlein hai...
Pakiza se rishe hain
Koi kalma mohabbat ka
Dohrate farishte hain
Khamosh si hai zameen hairaan sa falak hai
Ek noor hi noor sa ab aasman talak hai
Nagmein hi nagmein hai jagti soti fizaon mein
Husn hai sari adaon mein
Ishq hai jaise hawaon mein
...Kise yeh ishq hai
Kaisa yeh khwab hai
Kaise jazbaat ka umda salab hai
Din badle raatein badli, baathein badli
Jeene ke aandaz hi badlein hai...
...Kyon hai yeh arzoo
Kyon hai yeh zustzu
Kyon dil bechain hai
Kyon dil betaab hai...
Kise yeh ishq hai
Kaisa yeh khwab hai
Kaise jazbaat ka umda salab hai
Din badle raatein badli, baathein badli
Jeene ke aandaz hi badlein hai...
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Mr. Natwarlal
Had it been a normal day, I would have never got time to watch TV and that too for 3 hours!!! Its' like a record-time in 10 years... cant' ever pen down where my day goes and hence how the last year-n-a-half went by but honestly, I have had no time- nurturing my spiritual instincts, being a "witness" to my mom's life, getting close to the family and showering love to the assignment assigned... all this does not sound too much but actually took all the time I thought I had to myself...
So today, I happened to give The Amitabh-starrer “Mr. Natwarlal” my super-precious 3 hours and I could distinctly see change in the era. The way things were perceived at that time and the way people were loved has sure become a history. Though the movie is just 35 years old, it seems a century has passed by. Happiness back then did not depend upon the money people earned, the cars people kept, the size of the houses people lived in or the small lies spoken to lead a comfortable life according to ones’ self. It was a calmer, quieter, lovable abode people found solace in. Never were big things important in life, what mattered the most were the “nano”-things… As watering the seed everyday leads to the huge philanthropist-tree, people took care of the smallest things and the bigger picture just fell in place, easily and smoothly. This simple science was known to the “not-so-educated” lot of people back then but the “intelligent” being of today has lost the basics completely. Both the fame and the ambitions have taken over or the-way-i-lead-my-life-is-perfect syndrome has creped in. Interdependence was the key to survival and fostering of relationship was the source of happiness, but today, self-sufficiency is the motto. Self-sufficiency can’t provide one with the feeling of completeness that interdependency and sharing and caring does… But denial, ignorance is the best way for the man of today and with such ease and panache, he turns a blind eye to all this and lives a shallow life, the repercussions of which create havoc in relationships…
The movie highlights singing and dancing even at the slightest sign of hope, neither did they have big brands to shop nor the luxury of the internet to get “everything”, still their faces lit up at the smallest thing and kept them alive and kicking for days to come. The kya-farak-padhta-hai-attitude has made permanent dents, not recognisable and repeated failure of not acknowledging will leave us in live- burials. Hiding, lying, dishonesty, cheating, insincerity were words unknown to them… Love could turn a stone to a human and todays’ man, turns love into a stone. Sad, what a terrible life we are leading, with a void big enough, which can not be filled by anything but love, however, that is brutally trampled even if given in abundance. Here, ones’ dreams have anyways lost value; the dreams of the other person are also crushed and walked on…
They knew the art of “uncomplicating” and loving, somehow along the path; we have gone astray and hence lost the art of loving as well…
So today, I happened to give The Amitabh-starrer “Mr. Natwarlal” my super-precious 3 hours and I could distinctly see change in the era. The way things were perceived at that time and the way people were loved has sure become a history. Though the movie is just 35 years old, it seems a century has passed by. Happiness back then did not depend upon the money people earned, the cars people kept, the size of the houses people lived in or the small lies spoken to lead a comfortable life according to ones’ self. It was a calmer, quieter, lovable abode people found solace in. Never were big things important in life, what mattered the most were the “nano”-things… As watering the seed everyday leads to the huge philanthropist-tree, people took care of the smallest things and the bigger picture just fell in place, easily and smoothly. This simple science was known to the “not-so-educated” lot of people back then but the “intelligent” being of today has lost the basics completely. Both the fame and the ambitions have taken over or the-way-i-lead-my-life-is-perfect syndrome has creped in. Interdependence was the key to survival and fostering of relationship was the source of happiness, but today, self-sufficiency is the motto. Self-sufficiency can’t provide one with the feeling of completeness that interdependency and sharing and caring does… But denial, ignorance is the best way for the man of today and with such ease and panache, he turns a blind eye to all this and lives a shallow life, the repercussions of which create havoc in relationships…
The movie highlights singing and dancing even at the slightest sign of hope, neither did they have big brands to shop nor the luxury of the internet to get “everything”, still their faces lit up at the smallest thing and kept them alive and kicking for days to come. The kya-farak-padhta-hai-attitude has made permanent dents, not recognisable and repeated failure of not acknowledging will leave us in live- burials. Hiding, lying, dishonesty, cheating, insincerity were words unknown to them… Love could turn a stone to a human and todays’ man, turns love into a stone. Sad, what a terrible life we are leading, with a void big enough, which can not be filled by anything but love, however, that is brutally trampled even if given in abundance. Here, ones’ dreams have anyways lost value; the dreams of the other person are also crushed and walked on…
They knew the art of “uncomplicating” and loving, somehow along the path; we have gone astray and hence lost the art of loving as well…
Lets’ see how far can we go,
With such menace and shallow approach,
We shall try till we die,
Our love will get its’ pie,
The new gen-x will revert to the old,
Making love its’ only abode,
Leave the acts behind,
For gen-x should not get a glimpse of anything of your kind…
Thursday, July 15, 2010
kahin toh milte honge...
इंसान से हैं इंसान का नाता अजीब,
नहीं जाता अब वो इंसान के करीब,
जिंदगी की जधुजेहत में गुज़र जाता है वक़्त,
मायने नहीं रखता अब कोई रक्त,
कबसे बाहे फेलाए जिंदगी पुकारे,
आ देख प्यार के हसीं नज़ारे,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
इंसान से इंसान हमारे...
धरती और गगन साथ चलते रहे,
दूरीयो की तुलना से जुढ़ते रहे,
स्पर्श एक का न महसूस किया दूजे ने,
पर रह न पाए दूर कभी एक दूजे से,
धरती चली कर कदम पे साथ,
कभी नदी, कभी पहाढ़, कभी बन के रेगिस्तान,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
यह ज़मीन और आसमान...
ख्वाबो के परो ने सिखाया उड़ना हमें,
वास्तविकता ने वापिस जगाया हमें,
सच करने के जोश ने आगे बढाया हमें,
टूटे हुए सपनो ने कुछ तो सिखाया हमें,
बचपन में जिन्होंने झूलाया हमें,
उसी जिंदगी ने जवानी में झिंझोड़ा हमें,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
यह ख्वाब और हकीकत के हसीं लम्हे...
जब से होश संभाला देखा साथ एक प्यार का,
किया इंतज़ार उस एहसास का,
नाज़ो से पाले, पलकों पे सजे,
मोहब्बत ही मोहब्बत, दुआ ये ही, हर कदम पे मिले,
जीं जान वारने को मन किया,
समुन्दर की गहराई तक इश्क करने को मन किया,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
परियों को ऐसे राजकुमार,
दिल ने धड़कने का वादा सिर्फ इसी शर्त पे किया...
नहीं जाता अब वो इंसान के करीब,
जिंदगी की जधुजेहत में गुज़र जाता है वक़्त,
मायने नहीं रखता अब कोई रक्त,
कबसे बाहे फेलाए जिंदगी पुकारे,
आ देख प्यार के हसीं नज़ारे,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
इंसान से इंसान हमारे...
धरती और गगन साथ चलते रहे,
दूरीयो की तुलना से जुढ़ते रहे,
स्पर्श एक का न महसूस किया दूजे ने,
पर रह न पाए दूर कभी एक दूजे से,
धरती चली कर कदम पे साथ,
कभी नदी, कभी पहाढ़, कभी बन के रेगिस्तान,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
यह ज़मीन और आसमान...
ख्वाबो के परो ने सिखाया उड़ना हमें,
वास्तविकता ने वापिस जगाया हमें,
सच करने के जोश ने आगे बढाया हमें,
टूटे हुए सपनो ने कुछ तो सिखाया हमें,
बचपन में जिन्होंने झूलाया हमें,
उसी जिंदगी ने जवानी में झिंझोड़ा हमें,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
यह ख्वाब और हकीकत के हसीं लम्हे...
जब से होश संभाला देखा साथ एक प्यार का,
किया इंतज़ार उस एहसास का,
नाज़ो से पाले, पलकों पे सजे,
मोहब्बत ही मोहब्बत, दुआ ये ही, हर कदम पे मिले,
जीं जान वारने को मन किया,
समुन्दर की गहराई तक इश्क करने को मन किया,
कहीं तो मिलते होंगे,
परियों को ऐसे राजकुमार,
दिल ने धड़कने का वादा सिर्फ इसी शर्त पे किया...
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