Even ‘she’ is someone’s daughter !!


“This time I need an unflowered one…yes, yes any amount”,his satyriasis spoke gagging the person at other end.

After few hours when he was ’bout to turn the nob of Room no. A-435, Hotel Ashoka ; he saw his own daughter nervously waiting inside, through the flying curtains.

Stunned. Bedazed. He deleted the contact named ‘dealer‘ from his cell permanently. Shattered.

 

 

My thirsty eyes.


The other day I was going through an editorial from a photography magazine. I came across a wonderful sentence which almost changed my approach towards this wonderful hobby.

“You will not….cannot…own a moment by simply capturing it”, said K Madhavan Pillai.

Then I realized I should feel, sense the subject before clicking it.

The stale paper foil, shaky hands and the blur spectacles frame expresses enough.

All humans are equal. But some are more equal than others.
(This picture is inspired and hence the caption)

The gallant stains speak 'bout its commitment.

Life resembles so much. Too many colours to see them clear.

An image is much much better than words, when it comes to peace.

Boundless….Limitless…Measureless


I love photography, ’cause there are no dead-ends, no finish lines and no boundaries.

Still a long way to go....

 

Silent I'm, so only not looked after...

 

I'm rusted...yet I'm unbent.

 

Indian Palm squirrel flaunting marks of Rama's five fingers while building its dreys.

 

The miscible fusion of old and not so old....of exploited and not so exploited.

 

They come, They wait and then they go.
Unfortunate ones stay for long and for sure.

 

'Jadi tor daak shune keu naa aashe tabe ekla chalo re'
(If they answer not to thy call walk alone)

 

You don't need mundane things to grow. You just need the passion to fly high.

Just another Republic day!


There is a school going child named Chandrashekhar residing in slums of construction labour besides my hostel. One fine day, he came running towards me and asked for money to buy national flags, the reason being Independence Day. I proudly handed him a 10 rupees note as if I was fuelling some Che Guevara kinda revolution. Hapless me!

He caught hold of me today too. And as I was about to give money to fund his patriotism, there came his point-blank accusation, ‘Bhaiya, itne paise mat dena…pichle baar maine hostel ke gate pe bhi lagaya tha,lekin hostel ke logo ne haath paunchne kel iye flag use kiya..Is baar mai waha pe nahi lagaunga’.  Embarrassingly, I dropped a five rupee coin in his hand and walked off as fast as I could.

Wait…did we seriously need so called historic, good-on-paper Right to Education Law, wherein crores of rupees have been siphoned off every year, before Right to MORAL ETHICS?? Hopelessly tainted officers stacked in bundles detracting money from naïve kids’ Mid-day meal schemes, SSA and textbooks on the very same holy land of altruistic Jyotiba and Savitribai Phule. The real bone of contention as they say is literacy. Agreed. But was there any education right when French novelist Jean Paul Sartre taught himself to read and write. RTE certainly has a brighter side too, making education accessible to interiors of Indian villages where children prefer school for the food they provide. Big shots eat, schools eat and finally if something at all is left, children too eat!

Don’t we need such an education which makes a child sad when the last bell is rung at the end of the day in the school??

‘Republic’ means a political system in which the supreme power lies in a body of citizens who can elect people to represent them. Do we even stand near to the definition? Our situation is no different than a thinned out ‘Arab Spring’. Political leaders are like sub-atomic particles unfeignedly following Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle: The very act of observing/judging them changes their observed properties (by changing properties I obviously refer to their degrading conscience which is directly proportional to their ‘experience ’) Hooch, black money, delusive assurances, fake voting, violence,pledges, lashing and back-lashing are some of the peculiar features of the world’s largest democracy. I still fail to understand why ‘voting in public elections’ isn’t our fundamental duty.

Don’t we need such an election wherein citizens vote w’out getting influenced resulting in free and clean competition??

Economic liberalisation, yes we had it long back in early 90’s and we’re bigheadedly drifting towards neo-liberal policies too,opening up OMO’s. But really, are we ready?? Zeroing down the BPL boundary for 1.3 billion based on some representative surveys in a centrally air-conditioned cabin seems like a buttery accomplishment. Yes, our robust elephant is resilient than the fiery dragon when it comes to global meltdown, still why are there so many unfortunates struggling to get two square meals a day?? Textile traders voice against VAT, farmers against FDI..but what about those ignorant ones who don’t even know what day, what month it is..who are nascient about civilised society, forget about rights.

Don’t we need such an economy in which a middle-class mom freely enters a mall and no more dissuades her daughter by saying that the dress won’t look good on her after secretly seeing the price tag??  

A reputed Maharatna firm comes to my college for recruitment. They ask my Biharifriend about national certificates in sports or cultural. He answers in negation.

Interviewer asks again, “Kab tak jugaad sakte ho certificates?”                                                                             Friend truly replies, “Sir..hai hi nahi mere paas.”

Interviewer passes a diabolical, I-know-people-like-you types smile as if trying to say,’naam kharab kar raha hai yeh banda’.

My friend too laughed it off diluting the matter.

Be it Naveen Jindal v/s Govt. of India on showing patriotism or Rabindranath Thakur mispronounced as ‘Tagore’ or the only newspaper of the country  portraying hypocrisy by clinging to strict leftist views but charging people for its e-paper or curbing down ‘Freedom of expression’ so as to please the vote-banks, we have always shown laid-back attitude in tackling quandary.

I’m not some freedom fighter’s grandson trying to prove a point or flaunting my patriotism. I’m just another  you. Yes, even I too gave 50 rupees to traffic police to close the matter, even I too copied in my exams to score higher than my potential and yes, even I too as an urchin stole money from my mumma’s purse to buy a Big-Babool and yes, even I too once raffishly opined: “Yeh desh ka kuch nahi hone wala !!”

Hold on, I’m not going to suggest some typical page-10 editorial stuff as solution to above mentioned situations/ problems. Just close your eyes, take a deep breath and temme how many times have you thought selflessly of others, be it your bf/gf,husband/wife,mom,dad,brother,sister, friends o someone else?? Affirmative. Okay, now temme have you ever thanked flipkart courier guy for bringing your book?? Negation. What the world needs is a bit of appreciation, affection, hope, initiative, respect and most of all, love! Carrying out our duties honestly along with a smooth transition from personal love to universal love is the key solution to everything be it corruption, literacy, poverty, leprosy and what not. And then you’ll start respecting individuals, states, nation, world and this whole fraternity.

If you can create a small difference in someone’s life, don’t forget it is the taking off of a nuclear fission wherein goodness spreads. India, or this beautiful world doesn’t need great scientists, engineers, athletes but we need good humans first who can then paint this earth and colour it with beautiful colours of Humanity and Glasnost.

This one line has made my life much more meaningful,” To be willing to march into Hell, For a heavenly cause”.  (From ‘The Impossible Dream ‘by Man of La Mancha)

Think. Contemplate. Promise. Act. Spread. Share.

Remember the immortal words of Gandhiji: “You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean ; if a few drops of ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty.”

Really, one ounce of practice is worth twenty thousand tons of big talk!!