Into My Crazy Mind

Azaadi 70 Saal (70 years of Freedom)

2016-08-14T14:32:00.003+05:30

Hello people

I have been thinking of penning down my thoughts for a long time now, so finally I've decided to write them down. I would like to share, on this occasion of 70th Independence Day, what I feel about nationalism, patriotism and what we, as an individual or group, can achieve. What I want to discuss does not define what nationalism or patriotism is, for that is quite subjective and I don't want to get into that. Most of you who would be reading this, I am sure, are in a position to think, analyze and conclude on any given topic. So I would request you all to give a thought to what I am about to say.

It has been 70 years since independence and so many politicians have come and gone promising reforms which would help to uplift the society as a whole. But what I have observed, for most of the part, that the rich are getting richer, and the poor are getting poorer. In my opinion the primary cuplrit here is the lack of basic necessacities. I will take one very familiar (and controversial) example, reservation. This facility was supposed to uplift the impoverished communities to the main stream, right? But, just be honest, how much of it has acually worked? I know improvements are there, but as a whole it has failed. The reason is a very simple one, if the said communities actually start progressing, these politicians would have nothing left to chew on and garner votes. Also, if these people are educated beyond a certain level, they will see through the veil and understand what the politicians are thinking. Now, lets forget the politicans for a while and assume this system is a good one, then what do you feel is lagging? If you ask me, the lag is at basic level. You see, providing reservations in education and job is good only IF one can actually gather that much education. There aren't many who, despite being from poor background, try to, or even know how to get minimal qualificaitons for such education/jobs. You may have heard (if you have been to, or belong to some village) that xyz kid is very good at studies, and then 5-10 years down the line, she/he has either given up studies, or hasn't reached the level of success that he could.

So, what can be the solution? Let's face it, we can't do anything regarding these politicians because such tactices have been encoded in the DNA of Indian politics. That one is, therefore, out for the count. The only thing that we can control is our own actions and here comes what I feel about patriotism, nationalism. In my opinion, one will be true patriot/nationalist if he gives his best towards the country. It includes doing one's job with full committment and giving back to the society. I am sure, all you readers do your jobs in the best way possible, so coming to the second part, which many of you may not be doing or even if you wanted to, may not know where to begin.

Some of you may be donating regularly to some NGOs/Groups responsible for taking care of or educating underprivileged people. But I am requesting for something more. I would suggest we should take at least one child under our mentoring and provide her/him with moral support and guidance needed to take her/him to her/his dream. Young minds are fertile fields, one can grow anything on them. I don't think this is a full time job, or that one needs to meet this child everyday. But periodic meetings, some teaching, keeping a track of progress and helping with information and guidance required will be good enough. At lease the child will know that if she/he needs some help, where she/he needs to look for.This, dear friends, is the best thing, in my opinion, one can give back to society. Imagine how quich the transformation would be, if everyone decides to mentor at least one child! And that too, is possible even with the current political, social scenario! This will be "Azaadi" in true sense.

Cheers!

Racism on TV??

2013-09-19T20:18:00.000+05:30

Everyday we see commercials promoting fairness creams. It is ok for companies to promote their products, but now a days the commercials are increasingly becoming the racist kind. They are showing the so called less fairer group to be a less successful, sometimes hated or ignored kind of person. Is it so?? Tell me which fairness cream Netaji Subhash Chandra Bose used? or for that matter Dhirubhai Ambani used? or Obama or Nelson Mandela used? Aren't they successful?? Let's leave such high dignitaries and have a look around us. Are only the fairer people excelling or are the supposed less fairer people less successful?

प्रेम या मिथ्या????

2013-08-25T01:31:00.003+05:30

सावन की प्रथम फुहारें थी
या था अपना अल्हड़पन...
एक अखंड प्रेम की अनुभूति या
स्वप्न देश में था ये मन...
वो रीति प्रीति की पावन थी
या गुड्डे गुडियो का छल मात्र...
कुछ ज्ञात नहीं, कुछ याद नहीं,
दुविधा है ये क्या भीषण.....

अबोध ह्रदय ने संभवतः
रचा था ये काव्य अनाम प्रिये...
इसके प्रथम पृष्ठ पर अंकित
अब भी है तुम्हारा नाम प्रिये...
एकाकी चलते युग बीता,
गंतव्य दिखे अन्धकार मात्र...
इस दुस्वप्न की सुबह तुम ही हो,
तुम ही हो इसकी शाम प्रिये...

कब से यूँ रस्ता तकती ,
अब आखें भी पथरायी हैं...
सावन भी आ के बीत गया,
अब कलियाँ भी मुरझाई हैं...
बिछोह सहा ना जाता है,
अब आस भी टूटी जाती है...
जो अब तुम वापस ना आये तो
फिर सब मिथ्या है, परछाई है.......

चलो एक नया आशियाँ बुनते हैं...

2013-08-22T23:26:00.002+05:30

एक बंजारा था,
आवारा था,
निकल पड़ा एक अनजाने सफ़र पर
तन्हा मैं बेचारा था...
तुम आई, कुछ यूँ छाई,
दूर एक मंजिल सी नज़र आई...
अब दोनों साथ मिलकर
इस मोड़ से रास्ता एक नया चुनते हैं...
चलो एक नया आशियाँ बुनते हैं...

एक ख्वाब देखा था...

2013-08-19T13:31:00.002+05:30

एक ख्वाब देखा था...
अश्कों का सैलाब देखा था...
जिस्म तो चंद लम्हों में डूब गया,
रूह को निकलने को बेताब देखा था...
क्या अच्छा, क्या बुरा...
जो हुआ, सो हुआ...
बीती बातें भूल कर
उम्मीदों की एक नयी दास्ताँ बुनते हैं...
चलो फिर एक नया आशियाँ बुनते हैं...

"प्याज का बदला"

2013-08-14T00:31:00.003+05:30

नयी पिक्चर: "प्याज का बदला"

मेरा भारत महान

2013-05-07T15:26:00.004+05:30

मेरा भारत महान:
- चीन को उनकी हद में रखने के लिए अपनी सेना की गतिविधि कम की
- अपने बंकर नष्ट किये
- हमारी जेलों में बंद कैदी, जिन्हें हम किसी न किसी जुर्म में मुजरिम करार देते हैं, हमारे नेताओं और जनता से ज्यादा देशभक्त निकले
- पड़ोसी देश घुसपैठ करता है, आतंक मचाता है, निर्दोषों की निर्मम हत्या करता है, तो हम उनके साथ क्रिकेट नहीं खेलते (बचपन की यादें)
- ४२ वर्ष का व्यक्ति युवा नेता कहलाता है
- यहाँ हर व्यक्ति को अपनी आय की जानकारी देनी होती है, सिवाय एक विशेष महिला के, जिसे लगता है की ऐसा करने से उसकी जान को खतरा पैदा हो सकता है
- यहाँ एक पूर्व प्रधानमंत्री अपने घुटनों का इलाज मुंबई में करा कर एक मिसाल कायम करते हैं, और एक पार्टी-विशिष्ट की नेत्री एक रहस्यमय बीमारी के इलाज के लिए अम्रीका जाती हैं, जिसकी कानो-कान खबर भी नहीं लगती
- देश के बड़े बड़े दिग्गज नेता कुत्तों की तरह दम हिलाते हुए एक ऐसे कल के छोरे के आगे-पीछे घूमते हैं जीको राजनीती की कोई समझ नहीं है (शर्मनाक)
- जहाँ सेना, पुलिस, और अन्य विशिष्ट दल सिर्फ "अति-विशिष्ट" व्यक्तियों की सुरक्षा के लिए ही रह गए हैं
- जहाँ स्कूल, कॉलेज, अनुसंधान केंद्र तो कई हैं, पर वहां सिर्फ रोबोट तैयार किये जाते हैं
- जहाँ यदि आप उच्च जाति और निर्धन घर से हों, तो आपकी फरियाद कोई नहीं सुनने वाला
- जहाँ जातिवाद, धर्म, परिवारवाद सिर्फ और सिर्फ आम जनता में फूट डाल कर राज करने के लिए हमारे ही प्रतिनिधियों द्वारा प्रयोग किया जाता है

सच में... यह सूची बढती ही चली जाएगी... गर्व है ऐसे देश पर जहाँ हम सरकार तो कुछ सौ रुपयों, एक बोतल शराब, या अपनी जाती और धर्म के आधार पे चुन लेते हैं, और कहते हैं की सरकार निकम्मी है... वास्तव में हम निकम्मे हैं... सरकार तो हमारा प्रतिबिम्ब है...

Whom do we hate??

2013-04-29T23:06:00.001+05:30

Life, for me, has taken a good turn in recent times. When I look back to my life history, I find many people I used to hate. The reasons vary from person to person. At this point of time, I feel quite confused as to why I hated those people? Most of the reasons sound so dumb now. May be I was an idiot or it was just my childhood, immaturity or may be it was not hate after all (kind of it is infatuation, not love 99.9999% of the time).

जो अकेला छोड़ चली है...

2013-04-28T03:23:00.002+05:30

और न जला इस दिल को ज़ालिम...

अब तो राख तक तड़प उठी है...

गम भी ग़मगीन हो चले हैं...

जो अकेला मुझे तू छोड़ चली है...

दिल हार बैठे...

2013-04-15T22:42:00.003+05:30

ख्वाब में भी मिल जाते थे जब हसरत न थी...

जब दिल हार बैठे तो दीदार नहीं होता...

कोई तुमसे सीखे...

2013-04-11T11:45:00.001+05:30

मुस्कुरा के दिल दुखने की अदा कोई तुमसे सीखे...

पास आ के दूर जाने की अदा कोई तुमसे सीखे...

शहरों में कई मकान बनते हैं, टूट जाते हैं...

दिल में घर बनाकर लूट जाने की अदा कोई तुमसे सीखे...

जाने क्यूँ ...

2013-04-10T15:28:00.000+05:30

तुम्हारे बिना ये दिल उदास है, जाने क्यूँ ...

अब भी इसे तुम्हारे लौटने की आस है, जाने क्यूँ ...

कुदरत ने मुझे तुमसे दूर तो कर दिया...

दिल अब भी, शायद, तुम्हारे पास है, जाने क्यूँ ........

India Uprising????

2012-12-23T03:42:00.002+05:30

The ill-fated event that happened a week ago has fuelled the already angry public of Bharat. But the question still remains, "Is there going to be any change for good?"

We Forget... and We Forget Easily....

2012-10-31T14:06:00.000+05:30

26/11... rings some bell??

Suicide: The last resort???

2012-05-15T13:27:00.000+05:30

This is an article in TOI on May 15,2012 (i.e. today) which talks about alarming rate of suicide in Gurgaon, Haryana, India. 104 suicides in 4 months!!! with maximum number of people belonging to age group 20-30 years!!! I am not able to understand why these people, who are at the very beginning of their lives decide to end it?? Is it because the problems they are facing are so big that ending their lives is the only choice?? or is it because they are so weak that they cannot solve their problems and move on?? Whatever the cause is, I would not want to comment on that as I don't have any idea about it.

The Dance of Democracy

2012-05-07T16:11:00.003+05:30

I am finally writing after a long time, a bit disturbed by whatever is going on in my beloved Nation. We say it is a democracy. Of course it is. Or is it???

The Biker Within...

2012-03-30T12:10:00.001+05:30

My passion with bikes started with my bicycle and my Dad’s Bajaj Chetak. I always wanted to learn how to ride, but was told I wasn’t old enough. My best friend used to stand in front of his father and controlled handle and throttle. I wasn’t allowed to do the same. This passion began as a competition with friends and as I grew up, took entirely different meaning…

Lost n Found...

2012-03-26T10:27:00.001+05:30

Does it ever occur to you that you feel lost? When you feel that something is simply not right? When you find yourself on a cross road and don’t know where to go? Well, at least it has happened to me. Not once, not twice, but many times. Whenever it happens to me, I try to do some soul searching.

Fading Memories...

2012-01-22T16:52:00.000+05:30

When we were kids, friendship was meant to be pure, fight was meant to be fair and love was meant to be unconditional. As we grow up, though the theoretical definitions remain the same, the practice differs. We make friends to get benefits, fight mostly stands for back-biting, and love??? Well, that is the costliest commodity of the market. It literally takes everything from you, well, whether in terms of money or something else.

Giving Up???

2012-01-05T21:42:00.001+05:30

Sometimes life seems too difficult to be survived... yet, at times it seems too easy to be meaningful... we try, we fail, we try, we fail again, again we try... this goes on... question is "when do you give up?"

Prayers...

2012-01-01T16:33:00.001+05:30

Remember your morning assembly at school? It started with a prayer, whatever language it may be. Back then, when I was a kid, it was just a daily routine; another thing to learn by heart, to impress the delegate on inspection, but hardly ever I understood the real meaning until I left the school. It was a fun thing every morning.

Character Makes a Gentleman or Does it???

2011-12-19T23:50:00.003+05:30

Once a foreigner asked Swami Vivekananda," Can't you wear proper clothes to be a gentle man? " Swami Vivekananda Replied," In your culture TAILOR makes gentlemen, But in our culture CHARACTER make gentlemen "

My Best Experiment Gone Horribly Wrong...

2011-11-19T23:01:00.003+05:30

“By now you might have guessed that I am a scientist. Yes I started this age-long experiment with simple and small parts, learning from failures, improving to develop the best result. For once I thought I succeeded in obtaining the same and suddenly it seems all is wrong, horribly wrong.

The Melodious Snorts...

2011-11-07T23:05:00.004+05:30

Few days ago I was on my way to Chennai by train.It was during night and more or less everyone was sleeping barring a few including me (during night I hardly get any sleep while I am traveling). There was something that was drawing my attention. The snorts!!! You might not be surprised because this is one hell of a disturbing element, but this time I felt it in a different way.

Happy Deepawali...

2011-10-24T19:59:00.000+05:30

Deepawali = Deep (earthen lamps) + Awali (rows)...

May this festival of light bring joy and prosperity in your lives. May this light shine upon you and eliminate all the darkness from your lives..

Happy Deepawali...

Stay safe and enjoy....

- Crazy Mind...