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As I woke up today I felt something different Not sure what but the day felt different, I sent a txt to a friend of mine here in uk to remind him about the 11am meet at the local club where a lot of fellow Indians who love their country were going to meet, as it is the Martyrdom day of three martyrs Bhagat Singh, Sukhdev and Rajguru, We have this get together once every month, usually it is on a weekend but today was a special day. After all the three great men had given the ultimate sacrifice without a second thought, just for the love of the nation. How many can we count who have done that or COULD do it.

It brought a thought that imagine if it was 1931 what atmosphere it would have been that day, the frenzy of the people when they got to know that the three hero’s had been hanged and that they took to the gallows smiling. Been wondering sometimes, what it would be, to actually be alive during the times of Sardar Bhagat Singh. It’s one thing to watch the movies describing him, his ideas what he did, how it all happened, but to be actually there is different.

Thousands of people who stood outside the jail, waiting to hear a word about their heroes, Imagine the FEAR the rulers had , How afraid they were of the Three young men, IMAGINE if it was 30 Young men or 300 Young men, If that can be made true today, imagine what 300 Young men can do for the love of their Country.

I sometimes think if I was at that age, am I cut up for such sacrifices, would I be able to do what the heroes at that time did. Would I have had the courage to defy the Government at that time? Or would I be a coward running scared? or worst be an obedient citizen going about my daily chores of life without batting an eyelid, cause that’s what most were doing otherwise how could a handful of British rule so many.

It makes me angry when I see a tom dick and harry, a two-bit politician taking all the glory BUT my blood boils in anger when I think of the people in our nation , WE are a BILLION PLUS and yet we let the idiots rule us, brought a memory when BJP won the elections a few months back so much was being said about this will happen that will happen.. but WHAT HAS HAPPENED. We are still there , Look what happened a week back in Kolkata, to an OLD NUN 72 years old. That sums up everything on what we have become and WHAT great citizens we are of the great nation.

I am sure many of you will be saying OH this is isolated incident IS IT, every other week a gruesome atrocity is being done.. NOW just try to compare that with the days or the time in 1930-31, Imagine the JOSH, The vigour in the hearts of the YOUNG of that era, The love for the nation the love was so much they were ready to give their Life, Not RAPE the nation.

Yet people say we are advancing I am sorry it does not feel like that..

The youth of 1931 said Let us see how steadfast I am. One of my friends asked me to pray. When informed of my atheism, he said, “When your last days come, you will begin to believe.” I said, “No, dear sir, Never shall it happen. I consider it to be an act of degradation and demoralization. For such petty selfish motives, I shall never pray.” Reader and friends, is it vanity? If it is, I stand for it… (Bhagat Singh said that)

It was today so many years back that the youth of the nation showed the rulers that they were no longer afraid to walk the talk , to walk up to that platform where they would KISS death and smilingly happily die for the nation, Hoping to be reborn YET AGAIN so they could try once again to free our great nation from the chains it was bound by, yes THEY believed in that , pity today they will probably die of SHAME if re-born, to see the state of our nation. Where WE the people have brought it to.

Here we are in the year 2015 yet again on the same fateful day, how many of us remember the Brave three , who gave their life in a hope for a better future for us , the US who don’t deserve this freedom, the US who have never ever done anything for our nation and probably will never do, the US who are hand in glove with the corrupt , the bad the traitors .. YES i call myself and others a traitor for we are seeing all this happen in our nation yet we go about as if nothing has happened, we don’t bat an eyelid over what is going on …

Jo bhara nahin hai bhavon se 

behti jisme rasdhaar nahin

woh hridya nahin Pathar hai

jisme swadesh ka pyar nahin

(That heart that does not have emotions, that does not have BLOOD running, That is not a  heart  it is  Stone,  that does not have the love of Country in it)

 

jisme na nijh gaurav

na nijh desh ka abhiman hai

woh nar nahin hai

Passu hai nira Mritak ke samaan hai

(The one who has no self-respect, or is proud of his country, that is not a MAN but a Dead person an ANIMAL they are)

When will the time come when we will all stand up together and do something , or have we gotten so shameless that we are not dreading the day when we will also reach where these martyrs are now looking down upon us, what will we say to them when they ask us “IS this why they gave their lives”..  HOW – WHAT will we say to them ..

When will the time come when indians will start to think that Time has come to re-sow the guns in our fields.. as the little Bhagat singh did ..

The only thing that has changed since independence is the color of the skin of the looters , it was white then Now its brown.

Here is something that I would love everyone to hear ,  Put the volume at normal and close your eyes Just listen..   a little tribute to the martyrs .. Hope we do something for them for our country which will make them proud of their fellow citizens , I know you all are very busy, but do spend some time listening , maybe it will wake us all up to do something someday.. just maybe


Scottish Celtic                                                                           English

Lay me doon in the caul caul groon                                     Lay me down in the cold cold ground
whaur afore monie mair huv gaun                                       where before many more have gone

when they come a wull staun ma groon                              When they come I will stand my ground..
staun ma groon                                                                        stand my ground
al nae be afraid                                                                        I will not be afraid

thought awe hame take awa ma fear                                   Thoughts of home  take away my fear
sweat an bluid hide ma veil awe tears                                 sweat and blood –  hide my veil of tears

ains a year say a prayer faur me                                Once a year  say a prayer for me
close yir een an remember me                                   CLOSE YOUR EYES AND REMEMBER ME 

nair main shall a see the sun                                                 Never more shall I see the SUN
for a fell tae a germans gun                                                   for I fell to a German’s gun

Lay me doon in the caul caul groon                                     Lay me down in the cold cold ground
whaur afore monie mair huv gaun                                       where before many more have gone

Right by now you all know how that I had gone to India, I needed this trip for my own sanity or insanity, last year had given me a lot of sleepless , restless nights , when everything seems to be going perfect Life makes a U-turn. I know everyone says we have our up’s and downs but I have realised in my case it is more like ABOUT TURN or North – SOUTH , completely opposite. So when I finally finalised the trip got my holidays and tickets sorted, I told my friends, as usual it was the expected reaction I got which made the decision to go home even more sweeter.

My flight was from UK-Dubai-Mumbai as the plan was to stay a couple of days in mumbai and then leave for chandigarh, but due to the wedding arrangements I had to change that at the last moment, There is no domestic flight from Mumbai to Chandigarh late in the evening for some reason, So I had to still stay one night in Mumbai.

R’s mom offered me to come over to her home,which was so lovely of her, so Thank you so much R’s mom, I am sorry I could not make time to come and at least meet the little one and Family, but Next time Promise to meet. I really really appreciate this and believe me I wont forget ..

We had planned to meet up in mumbai, drive to pune , where I was to also get in touch with Rahul, and he was such a gentleman he too offered and invited me to his home, but due to the last-minute changes nothing materialised, Rahul to you also I am very sorry , but next time my friend for sure.

Rajesh whom we call GUPTAAAAAAAA JIIIIIIIIII was so angry at the change of plans , but it could not be helped, So the journey started , the party began from Home as two of my friends offered to drop me at the airport, which was an excuse to start the party, I usually dont carry that much luggage so I got my stuff checked in and straight for the bar. I needed the drinks as had a long journey ahead. Finally the flight took off and I landed at Mumbai.

I will mention here that I did not like the fact that Dubai airport no longer has free Wi-fi. I had some hard time passing the time there is only so much time you can spend in the duty free, Also I was not much impressed with the duty free, Thankfully the call came to board the Mumbai flight, Which turned out to be an experience in its own, As when the call came to board the plane, everyone moved towards the boarding gate , expecting to board the plane but instead there was BUS standing , Usually you would think the plane is probably parked on the tarmac 2-3 minutes ride away.

But hold your breadth we went on that bus for more than 25 minutes , that’s how big the Dubai airport is , God knows where the plane was parked for all we could see was tarmac, or the main road on the side running parallel which had lot of traffic, far in the horizon it was getting darker and darker as if its gonna rain Elephants and camels rather than cats and dogs .. Finally managed to reach the plane, Landed in Mumbai. The first instance was to get the phone on as Mumbai had Free Wi-Fi and thanks to all these Apps that we get on phone it has become so easier to be in touch.

Now in the normal world usually when you talk to someone they ask how are you, how was flight etc etc but here The moment I switched on , got a call From Rajesh saying “PAHUNCH GAYA” (You Reached).. and then the next question was “Kehdi Peeni hai” .. What you going to drink 🙂 , so we decided to buy Two bottles from the duty free.
Duty free is another place where rules are broken I guess depending on the face of the passenger , I had already bought my Quota of Alcohol from Dubai but that was for the wedding, so I just went to Duty free in Mumbai and picked up Two more bottles , I did tell the guy at checkout that I already got my Quota , and he just asked am I paying cash or card.. He even asked Do I need more .. 🙂

For some reason my luggage took ages to come out, it seemed everyone had left I was still standing there, finally the suitcase arrived. Another thing I found different at airport was that they scanned your luggage once again , just before you went out of airport, I never had that before.. so that worried me as I had over the top quota of alcohol , But no one seemed to bother.

I was supposed to be picked up by a hotel person, to take me to a hotel which Rajesh had booked for me for the night, Here let me tell you one thing that I was meeting him after a long long time the last I had met him was in first year of college , as Rajesh went to the engineering college after that, I did meet him once on his wedding day. But after that we had never met Or been in contact with each other .. so its was going to be A MOMENT.. meeting up for sure.

Reached the hotel Orchid checked in , meanwhile continuously in touch with him as he was driving from pune , He finally reached I can’t tell you guys what a feeling it was to meet someone after so many years, to meet someone with whom you have shared life’s best years, those who know all your secrets, those who stood with you right or wrong.. those who helped you every time when they could ..

We had so much to talk about , SO MUCH but before that the Bottle had to be opened, Cheers Time it was, I mean time was Flying just the two of us , When I was on flight I was wondering what are we going to talk about, its been so many years , I am sure both of us would have forgotten things as time gone by, BUT as we started it was like a dam had broken, Time was flying and suddenly it was suddenly 10pm , we had planned to have a few drinks and then go for a drive, have dinner outside somewhere..

Apparently Salman Khan usually came out to a place , we were to go and meet him 🙂 but the clock had its own mind, it was running on its own sweet speed, Time was flying past yet our talks did not finish .. After a couple of drinks we started calling other friends trying to tease them that we are having fun while they were probably in bed trying to go to sleep.. Called up almost everyone in the phone list, They were cursing us for that ..

Our Talks were like those of little kids .. YAAD HAI this.. YAAD HAI that.. DO you remember we went to see that movie , DO you remember the college canteen, DO you remember THIS . do you remember THAT.. it went on and on and Onnnnnnnnnnn , its funny how one thing leads to another, so many little stories that I had forgotten came to mind, as if we had just done them. College time was like NOW, How Mr Gauba the Chemistry teacher was disturbed , How the Samose-Channa-Bhatura in canteen were so OILY, I probably would not eat them now, at that time they were so tasty.

I use to have a Bicycle then, as parents would not buy me a Bike or Scooter.. We had a OLD LUNA (does any one remember those good old days of Luna) and then had a french moped called Sportif.. (Now that is really a BLAST from the PAST).

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I would sometimes get that to ride, Gupta use to stay in University as his Dad use to work for the Punjab University, I would pick up the Luna in evening and go to meet him in evenings and we would go around the campus , walking around the Girls hostel, One of our friends Sister use to stay in Girls hostel , We were so concerned about her that WE HAD TO go meet her to see if she was ok 🙂 Via her we met other girls and soon the well being of her had taken a back seat .. we were more concerned about the new friends we had made ..

Both of us had changed so much Gupta paaji had become a bit heavier. 🙂 and had gone fatter than what he use to be a Skinny guy, and I was no more the sardar he had seen , I had -had my hair chopped , shaved , But what I felt was all that was just yesterday, It was just yesterday in first year for the finals Physics exam, we had somehow got the question paper leaked (or so we thought) , who did I take it, to get it solved , it was Gupta –Mr. Studious managed to solve it.

soon it was Selfie times toooooo ..

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Early morning I had a flight to take to Chandigarh.. That part next time 🙂 I wanted to re live those 2 weeks hence putting one day at a time , I know all readers will get bored but please do bear 🙂

I was reading a article DilipNaidu, on Tigers , Lovely pictures on the blog ..  It reminded me of this article I had written some time ago , so thought of re posting it .. My views on the state of Tiger in the wild ..

Welcome to this WORLD..

Round 15 … In the orange corner is the Tiger weighing on average 540pounds …

In the Multicolour Corner.. MAN.. weighing on average 80KG’s

DING DING…

Dhishum–dhishum.. Sound of Bullet… Tree Falling… Sound of someone removing skin of a animal…

* continues for 3 minutes ***

Silence………… AND

.. The winner is *drum rolllsss Tain tain Taannnn … **

MAN… We Winnnnnnnnnnnnnn Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

In the past few days i have been reading a lot of blogs on the condition of Tigers in our world.. The World of MANKIND .. the world where the biggest threat to the existence of any other living kind/Species is MAN.

So finish MANKIND… rest all will survive.. but this is not a practical thing to do, cause I for one don’t want to die just yet…

Another problem is the ways of the Tiger itself, it does not induce confidence that it will survive..

I read a lot of suggestions made by people what can be done, what should be done.. some have come out with


1) Blog about it use our respective pages on social networking websites
2) Campaign against poaching and condemn the past acts of celebrities
3) Send SMS’es and E-mails
4) Avoid using paper as much as possible
5) Visit tiger sanctuaries and national parks
6) Donate and/or volunteer – One can donate funds to World Wildlife Fund and at the same time volunteer to work towards conserving tiger by getting in touch with an NGO.

and various other ways .. blaming the Govt is also one of those.. I blame them too

Some have blamed CHINA too

But my Friends THE DAMAGE IS ALREADY DONE.. The time is to WALK THE TALK.. As one of the blogs has put it so very correctly. We need to get together but we cant do it without the Govt, Because lets see the biggest risk to a Tiger at this moment is poaching, who is the poacher MAN.. he is doing it for MONEY.. because he is POOR.. If one gets caught there are 10 more to take his place..

What will we do getting together go to the jungle to stop these Men.. I can bet you anything We cant do it .. to survive in the jungle ourself will become a headache, leave alone saving the tiger, Hence my point of that the LAW needs to be made stringent.

I think if laws are stringent maybe things will improve.. an eye for an eye.. cause when a tiger kills a man.. it is maneater.. so if a man kills a tiger he is a TIGEREATER.. and deserves the same treatment..

Caught.. put in Cage and Then SHOT

If the Govt want, Truly wants then it can be done.. as we have seen in a lot of cases if something needs done then IT can be done. Rahul Gandhi goes for Mumbai darshan without a Hiccup.. WHY .. because the Govt left no Stone unturned to make it happen.

Our DEAR DARLING NETA’s are too busy feeding the Animal inside them in their stomach.. Thats what the problem is..

Sending SMS, Emails , Blogs etc etc are not going to make ONE BIT Of difference.. Most of you will read this article and forget it, when you move on to a different page.

OR

The only way Tiger can survive is with the Extinction of MANKIND.. Get rid of MANKIND , Not just Tiger but every other species will survive

PS:- Sorry if the language in the post seems to be a bit harsh ..

PPs. :-Thank you all For the lovely words all of you have said about me in the previous post, I am touched. sorry have not been able to reply to them WILL DO, I am on a course so not getting much time .

A couple of weeks Ago I got an email from Rachna Parmar of Rachna Says to do a guest post, Telling you truthfully I felt very happy to read the email, Did I tell you that Rachna 🙂 ..

I am not very good at doing guest post , and to make it so hard for me  Two bloggers sent in their posts and Oh boy it made it worse for me as I was not sure what to write on or what to write about.

Knowing very well how some very good bloggers come to her blog to read what she writes so pressure pressure and more pressure , then Bhagyashree  from Searching Self  Threatened me 🙂   (I have proof of that he he he he ) .. that I better not chicken out , so I did one and Now the post is up there on Rachna’s Blog..  The Little Children of India.

I would like to say Thank you so much to Rachna for even asking me to write a post for her blog, I am sorry before hand if you suddenly find people who visit you have stopped coming over after reading the post 🙂 he he he

She has written such lovely words about me , Oh my , Oh my .. don’t worry if you guys don’t like that post , Just go and read what she writes about me 🙂  and go awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww  🙂

I got this as a comment on my article  Satayamev Jayate – 1- My thoughts:- female Foeticide, Women, Men, India.

Have a read and get Shocked, more then the program itself , well at least I was shocked.. but then maybe I get shocked easily

There is another side to the same coin of massive socially customary female infanticide:

In Indian society a dead female is socially accepted but an infertile one is not. As a result there are practically no effective mechanisms for population control. Indian population will not stop growing even up to and beyond 20 Billion ( when the increased death rate due to aging might equal the births due to fertility of youth ), except that if Indians continue to practice female infanticide on a massive scale then due to reduced numbers of fertile citizens the population growth will come down, and it might stabilize at around 10 Billion eventually.

To further explain this, if all female Indians were to become irreversibly infertile today then about nine months later the birth rate would be exactly zero. Population would be around 1300 million and going down at a rate of about 15 million per annum due to deaths. In just 20 years the population would be below 1 Billion, and still going down. That is the desired effect that official efforts at family planning could not produce in about seventy odd years of trying.

Female infanticide is India’s only known effective method of population control. Although by international standards even 10 Billion is a very big number, India really has no choice. The ages old habits developed in an uneducated people can neither be wished away nor safely ignored. As of now India simply cannot afford to let all the natural born girls live on to fertile adulthood.

An ages old habit of an uncivilized people has a good chance of doing what all the seventy odd years of Intra Uterine Devices ( IUDs ), Loops, Copper Tees, Pills, Saheli, and official propaganda could not till date achieve. Being an almost entirely uneducated people, the ancient Indians could not put their reasons in scientific form, but like the so called Lemmings they simply adopted a habit suiting the need.

Nature seems to have evolved a simple way of dealing with the bigger problem of unbridled population growth ( which too is driven by unstoppable social practices ), thereby making a balance between the sacrifice and the benefit.When we criticize a naturally evolved custom of a largely uneducated people, we should not ignore the evolutionary factors driving their habits.

What say you all ?

 

 

Well What can i say to this theory its out of my stupid mind. dont know what to say .. I am really flabbergasted at this mentality .. no wonder India is where it is at present..

So what happens when in few years time its only MEN left and no women …

Will multiple men start to share a women…

Are such people ok with this happening to the women in their own family, I mean how sickening is it to just think about it ..

What do you think will happen and why is nature only evolving like this in India and not in other countries ..  I would like to tell this person that this is not a naturally evolved custom its a HUMAN BEING evolved custom and its called MURDER in simple words 

I saw this new serial that has started , the producer is AAMIR KHAN a big bollywood actor, I must say I was impressed that he has taken upon himself to show us people of india what is the reality that is taking place. the first episode was based on female Foeticide, a couple of stories were told about how people in our nation have gone so bad.  The people who go on and on about India shining need to look at the hard facts and work towards it , Just by saying its india shining things will not work .

The most amazing part that I liked( i am being sarcastic, it made me so angry ) in was the replies given to a question by common people who is what the mentality of indians is , and the one that I keep harping on and on wherever I make comments or write a post , We who live in cities and big metros and consider ourself educated, we all say oh the problems start from small towns , from villages from the not so educated , or if some feminists are to be believed its the MEN.. YET the Reality is different most of the evil of killing a girl child inside the womb of a mother , Or killed once she is born are done by the EDUCATED , The clever lot.  It’s the Rich , the educated, the ones living in the cities who started this all and its not just the MEN who do it , Women are also involved in this and in a big number too…

What was again more horrific was a story where the lady says that it was her MOTHER IN LAW who pushed the baby in the baby chair from the top of the stairs , since the Daughter in law gave birth to twin girls..

How the mother in law helped in doing the wrong against the daughter in law.

WHY are women doing this to other women.. PLEASE FOR GOD SAKE DONT SAY THAT IT IS BECAUSE OF THE WAY WOMEN ARE TREATED IN SOCIETY OR because of How men treated them. (which by the way is the latest trend) ..

There were clips shown where majority of the WOMEN doctors are helping in killing the child, So why is a women killing another Female.. The doctor is supposedly educated.. WHY are the Feminists who go on and on , on various issues Why don’t they get together and do something about such women .. it is estimated that the killing of a girl child in the womb is in lakhs about 10 lakhs of them a year .. and all for 2 thousand rupees.

I go to a lot of blogs and read the article and also read a lot of Comments by a LOT of EDUCATED, INTELLIGENT people .. they make me laugh for I think those people do only one thing which is COMMENT, or press the thumbs down buttons , They don’t have the audacity to know what actually is happening, You say one word against a female and you become the worst person living and if by chance you are a male who has written it , all hell breaks loose…

140 doctors were found who would help you get rid of a baby girl, majority of the doctors are WOMEN doctors,  It was shown LIVE 7 years ago yet none of those doctors have been charged they are still practising their profession freely, YET NONE OF THE WOMEN oriented organisation have done anything to stop these women.

It is true men are responsible for all that is wrong happening to the women in india BUT there are a LOT a LOT of women too who are equally responsible , Yet most of the effort that is made to bring women up to par is by showing or telling how men are bad.

The show was really an eye-opener, brings out a very dark dirty bad side of the nation.

EACH ONE OF US has to open the eyes , EACH one of us need to start TODAY and change ourself, How many of us have stopped , or made an effort to stop something going wrong, majority of us have actually turned our backs and walked a different way , rather than stand up and MAKE SOME NOISE.

I leave you with this beautiful song, 

WE all need to wake up and stop wasting time on useless issues and concentrate on issues which are almost trying to change the whole Indian generation, for 1000 boys there are 900 girls .. and if you take this to lakh or crore boys imagine where it goes . As shown in the episode there are men who are not getting girls for marriage , so they are ending up BUYING women from different states or places .. and using them.. This big difference in sex ration has brought a lot of other problems too, It is TIME WE WAKE UP.. else in few years time we will be again wasting time on this issue as it will go cancerous and unable to mend..

The same way as we are wasting time now on issues which in my eyes are maybe not that important as The female foeticide is in the current scenario.. IF all of us put our hands together , things can change BUT only if we want to , if we STOP and DO something about it Rather then looking the opposite way …

Thursday Challenge :-TOOLS (Cooking, Construction, Cleaning, Gardening, Repair,…)

Let us see how steadfast I am. One of my friends asked me to pray. When informed of my atheism, he said, “When your last days come, you will begin to believe.” I said, “No, dear sir, Never shall it happen. I consider it to be an act of degradation and demoralisation. For such petty selfish motives, I shall never pray.” Reader and friends, is it vanity? If it is, I stand for it…

That is what He believed in , Today the 23rd of march, 1931 Three freedom fighters of our great nation were EXCUTED by hanging until death by a government that ruled us for so many years,  Today was the day when the british raj was shown how we the youth of the our nation were no longer afraid to walk the talk ,  to walk up to that platform where we would KISS death and smilingly happily die for the nation, Hoping to be reborn YET AGAIN so we could try once again to free our great nation from the chains it was bound by..

Here we are in the year 2012 yet again on the same fateful day, how many of us remember the Brave three , the ones on this day gave their life in a hope for a better future for us , the US who don’t deserve this freedom, the US who have never ever done anything for our nation and probably will never do, the US who are hand in glove with the corrupt , the bad the traitors .. YES i call myself and others a traitor for  we are seeing all this happen in our nation yet we go about as if nothing has happened, we don’t bat an eyelid over what is going on …

Jo bhara nahin hai bhavon se 

behti jisme rasdhaar nahin

woh hridya nahin Pathar hai

jisme swadesh ka pyar nahin

(That heart that does not have emotions, that does not have BLOOD running, That is not a  heart  it is  Stone,  that doesnot have the love of Country in it)

 

jisme na nijh gaurav

na nijh desh ka abhiman hai

woh nar nahin hai

Passu hai nira Mritak ke samaan hai

(The one who has no self respect, or is proud of his country, that is not a MAN but a Dead person a ANIMAL they are)

When will the time come when we will all stand up together and do something , or have we gotten so shameless that we are not dreading the day when we will also reach where these martyrs are now looking down upon us, what will we say to them when they ask us “IS this why they gave their lives”..  HOW – WHAT will we say to them ..

When will the time come when indians will start to think that Time has come to re-sow the guns in our fields.. as the little Bhagat singh did ..

The reasons why the martyrs gave their life, the reason why they kissed the rope that was to go around their neck to hang them till death, we have forgotten all those reasons..  SO many years went by before the govt of india could decide to have a statue of Bhagat Singh, in the parliament, While the Chief ministers of some state have done nothing but put statues of themselves all over the state.

Come 22nd march they all run around cleaning those statues of  martyrs, and the irony is that, the one who comes to put a garland on these statues is a NETA, a khadi wearing politician who has tons of criminal cases against him/her. .. Sad is the situation that although our nation is free yet to get anything done we need to find a minister whose call will get the job done.

The only thing that has changed since independence is the color of the skin of the looters , it was white then Now its brown.

Here is something that I would love everyone to hear ,  Put the volume at normal and close your eyes Just listen..   a little tribute to the martyrs .. Hope we do something for them for our country which will make them proud of their fellow citizens , I know you all are very busy, but do spend some time listening , maybe it will wake us all up to do something someday.. just maybe

Scottish Celtic                                                                           English

Lay me doon in the caul caul groon                                     Lay me down in the cold cold ground
whaur afore monie mair huv gaun                                       where before many more have gone

when they come a wull staun ma groon                              When they come I will stand my ground..
staun ma groon                                                                        stand my ground
al nae be afraid                                                                        I will not be afraid

thought awe hame take awa ma fear                                   Thoughts of home  take away my fear
sweat an bluid hide ma veil awe tears                                 sweat and blood –  hide my viel of tears

ains a year say a prayer faur me                                Once a year  say a prayer for me
close yir een an remember me                                   CLOSE YOUR EYES AND REMEMBER ME 

nair main shall a see the sun                                                 Never more shall I see the SUN
for a fell tae a germans gun                                                   for I fell to a German’s gun

Lay me doon in the caul caul groon                                     Lay me down in the cold cold ground
whaur afore monie mair huv gaun                                       where before many more have gone

14th february went by, majority of us celebrated it as the day of love, but there was history made on this day especially for us indians, let me ask a question how many can remember what it was that happened , this day years back..  and please no googling.. no shame in accepting if you dont know, I did not know about it myself sadly, But I wont forget it again that is for sure.

I hope we can remember the martyrs just more than once in a year …

Ps:- The above poem is by MP Navjote Singh Sidhu, The ex cricketer.

PPS:- I have not done justice in the translation of the words so please bear with me , I am not that clever.. But I hope you get the jist of it what I am trying to say.

I.H.M.  posted a picture today , which reminded me of this pic that a friend sent me ..

Philosophically it reminds me ..

aje nilaami hundi meri, main vikdi which mandi
oh meri zaat dharam na mera , main kothe di randi
mere pairaan ch aje zanjeeraan
bhaven Desh AZAAD

ve lokko main naari hundisutaan di

 

Even today I am auctioned, I still get sold in markets
I don’t get to have any Religion, Creed , Race.. I am like a whore
My feet are still tied with chains
whereas THE COUNTRY IS FREE

Oh people I am the WOMAN of HINDUSTAAN

So what are your thoughts people …

PS :-  Picture courtsey . Arun Bhardwaaj      The lyrics are Debi Maqsoospuri