Dear Crap

THE WIND BLEW AND THE MATCH WAS WON BY THE AUSTRALIANS. YET AGAIN, INDIA IS WITNESSING AN ALARMING VIDEO SENSATION BY SACHIN TENDULKAR WHO IS MAKING A NEW DESIGNED CRAFT TO ACCOMMODATE THE RUSSIANS. . . 

Kya? Kuch samajh nahi arha ? arey yahi to karte hai humlog din bhar. Samajh nhi ata kya kar rahe, but karte to hai. 

It’s all a big trap , everything here is nothing but just a Crap !

Well, you just saw it and you saw it right, yes I am writing to you Mr.Crap. Your popularity has forced me to write to you. Although you are so meaningless, senseless and useless, I do find you everywhere where I apply my mind ( and to be honest, before that I really enjoy you, like everyone else).

from movies to songs, politics to politicians, relationship status to fb status, why do I find you everywhere ? Buddy , you have come a long way. With no god father of yours, you have done a great job, but its high time now. Seriously man, I mean make anything and put all the khans, write anything and add “yo yo honey singh” , “ King Rocky enjoying in the loo with love master ashish and 28 others” . what the f*** have you done. Do you have any single idea? 

Its all “Crap” going all around.  The person listening the same song everyday is hardly able to make sense of what he hears, but he does because . “  It’s in man “ . “ It’s cool “ . The same person editing his everyday status like “ don’t let your dream die “ , “ live your passion” , is working in a 9-to-9 office, attending calls and making codes the whole day and having no bloody idea of what the hell he is doing in that cabin with no one around him who could recognise his work, or at least him”.

You are making lives more senseless. Yes, I being harsh to you but you gotta listen this. It was us who made you a part of our lives and now, you are being so much into us, we hardly try to find meaning out of anything. You have made people addictive, not a single hour they can spent without you, not a single word can they speak without you and neither can they hear. . kya pyaar hai . .  Well , not to go with the exceptions but we are still confused of what we are gonna do with our precious hours. 

Life me chahe kitne bhi tension kyu na ho, “ stay calm and f*** yourself “ ki dp zarur lagegi whatsapp pe. Can you just go on a holiday Mr.Crap ? May be then we would be able to understand what really anything “MEANS”. You have just got our nerves and you are really enjoying I guess, but do remember one thing, the day people wake up from this shitty “ fake world” of yours , they will thrash you out of their lives and till then you can dance to your insanity, fly up with your stupidity, run bewildered with your senselessness.

 I Just wanna wish you luck, “beta jis  din se logo ne dil k jagh dimag se sochna shuru kiya , status ki jagh soch badalna shuru kiya , r nakal karne k jagh mehsos krna shuru kiya, us din to teri lag jaegi , GANDI WALI “.

DEAR DIARY,

This one’s for me , this one’s for you . Lets keep it to ourselves. . .

DIARY ENTRY – 01

I frequently do amble here and there. No, well that’s not my hobby but actually my habit . .  Few days back, I visited my dance class, for the sole reason that I really like the energy, positivism and power everyone puts up there. I just sit there and see the tiny tots shouting and dancing and falling and practicing. One can hardly believe the way they respect their teacher’s pedagogy. . But during my last visit, I witnessed something extraordinary.

The dance teacher was in highest of his energy level and the buffer was cracking the windows with the music  “ banno tera swagger “. Everybody was trying so hard to match with the teacher as if they would get cursed if they don’t do so. Amidst all these, I saw a pretty little bud disturbing a well-focused lady after every 4 mins. She would stand up, take her bottle in her small hands and murmed in the least audible voice “ mumma chalo, mumma ghar, mumma gammi, “  with all that force and aggression her mumma was putting, I saw her reacting in just the opposite manner. She took her bottle, placed it where it was, took her princess in hands and said “ bas five mins, mumma turant chalegi “ and I saw the cutest little creature reacting in the most sensible manner possible but again after  few minutes, I could see her childhood returning and again she would re-enact the whole story. Every time she went to her mom, I saw her mom reacting with the same patience she had shown the very first time. Every single “ mumma “ was responded with a “ ha beta, mumma bas chalne hi wali “ and she would again continue with her swagger. I dint see her ignoring her daughter and neither did I see her losing her focus from the dance.

I don’t know her personally but that lady taught me a very important lesson. It’s not only the situations who define what are we going to do. Destiny leaves some of the part for us .

We end up our lives with more of excuses in our bag than the actual achievements. “ ye nahi kar pae, wo hi ho paya, time nahi tha, mann nhi tha “   Bas ho gaya yaar. How many more lies and to whom ? One day when you will introspect yourself , your inner self will not accept your excuses you have made over the years. Nobody will serve you the things you want. Nobody will be answerable or responsible. It’s YOU. It’s only you who know what you exactly want and to get that you will have to work. There are certain  things we can’t fight back (AGREED) but does it mean we should leave even the things we can handle ?  You can’t stop a rain , right ? But the least you can do is ENJOY. Yes , let it pour man , just let it go. In worst of the cases, find a shelter, make yourself safe. Do something to GET something.

If one of your student is letting you down, this doesn’t means your whole class will under-perform. There are some problems is everyone’s life that is reluctant to any solution but letting it grow over you or managing it with all your will is what depends on you.

Just be honest to yourself for a moment and answer this “ What if I had not made those excuses and worked even harder ?  What if I had tried to curb the problems myself ?  What if I had taken a firm step instead of wasting time ? “ . . Don’t let this  “WHAT IF” eat your whole life. Nobody wants to live a life full of guilt.

Reduce the count of excuses. Try man ,TRY . So that 20 years down the line when you look at yourself, you don’t repent. You will either succeed or fail but atleast you will not blame yourself. You will hold no grudges against you and what you will get is an incomparable feeling of pride, Pride of being “YOU”, pride of following “YOU”, pride of standing up for “YOU”. . . .

IT’S YOUR LIFE , TAKE THE CHARGE. . . MAKE IT LARGE ! ! ! 

Dear Differently abled Veggie Vendor,

It's been 3 years of my stay in Allahabad but never did I bother to take a look on the vendor selling the vegetables outside my hostle , I mean why should have I bothered ? But the day I did , I learnt what really life is about.

A man in his late 60s, selling vegetables on his cart, handling and rolling the wheels and shouting his daily " vegetable - price " ritual . Everything seems normal, isn't it ?

Now lemme add one thing which will change your whole perception. He has only one hand - the left one.

People often say He has a good built therefore he can do his work easily.

Oh really ? Is that so ? All they mean to say is people above 80 kgs practice doing their work with their left hand? Well , if the answer to this is a NO , how can they judge the level of difficulty he passes everyday to feed his family?

When I asked him about his hand , the first thing he asked was

"Betiya esko chapne k baad Kuch Hoga kya ?"

I felt like a doctor who is treating a child at his critical stage and has nothing to answer to his mom's repetitive question "Mera beta thik Ho jaega na ?"

I was so bereft of words. I just said "uncle mai Kuch promise nahi Kar sakti "

He said he has a family of 2 daughters, 2 sons and a wife out of which the elder ones are studying and the younger ones lived with their mother in the village. I asked him how he managed to do all this with one working hand and believe me, his words made me look at the life in a different way. His perception of life made me respect him a lot more than thought I do.

He said "Hum nahi karenge to Aur Kaun karega , bache hai , khilana hai , padhana hai Aur jab tak shareer (body) hai tab tak bheekh nhi mange gay. Upar wala ek hath liya hai , Baki Sab to hai. Jab tak chalega , chalaenge . Uske  baad Ramji jaane .."

A great salute to you man!

What ever he earns at least he is thinking of educating his children.

He could have chose the other way. Keeping himself to home, sending his wife and children to earn, whereas himself sleeping and boozing all day long. But NO!, he chose to fight, he chose to stand up for his family, he chose a better life, he chose to be a "FATHER", "A Real Hero ".

Determination is such a thing which can bring things from left side of the number line to the right. We crave for a good body , Fair body, thin body and what not. Yet, we hardly do anything worth inspiring for others and here is this man ,  with an incomplete body yet fulfilling all the requirements of his family and making their life worth living.

I know you would never read this but still I would like to appreciate you for all that you are doing. It was such an honour to meet you sir. We need more like you. Your fight and determination is surely gonna light many more lives.

LIFE IS NOT ABOUT WHAT ALL YOU HAVE. IT'S ABOUT HAVING ALL WITH WHAT YOU HAVE!