Happy new year to you everyone and everyone around you..
May all your wishes come true in the new year. All that you have ever wished for..
God bless you all..
Right , I first thought I would write a BIG DISCLAIMER before I start writing the post, BUT then I saw some great post title’s by my fellow bloggers which give ample suggestions how I feel and what I wanna say .. So for all those who are going to get tortured in the month of November (which by the way is the BEST month in the year 🙂 ) by all the posts I post.. I salute theee all ..
Sag’s comes back after a long long time to post and then has FORCED me to participate, yes FORCED 🙂 threatening me tooo … so all who have a issue with my writing Please refer Above 🙂 Actually before that we can all point the finger at Swaram who I am told is the main to start all this mayhem.
I have no clue whatsoever what am I going to do, dare not even think just yet, but I guess its the participation that matters 🙂 so ‘hopefully’ ‘Fingers crossed’, with a bit of cheating might get through this 🙂 here is me Getting Started…:)
All the best, my fellow marathoners. Let the fun begin.
I Thought I would shave today as I am sure I had started giving the YETI nightmares with the way I look nowadays. not that it has made any difference but at least the YETI is safe Now I am giving nightmares to normal Human beings. 🙂 and Look what Blobbed out 🙂
Mahatma Gandhi as we know was the best politician the world has ever had. Politics is the art of gaining what you want even when you are weak… But why call Gandhi as Mahatma I have not understood that, Because as far as I know or as history tells us neither his actions nor his character were impeccable. He did have a few skeletons in his cupboard too.
With each change in political scenario in the country the facts and slogans and Tamasha changes.. according to the will and wimp of the political parties ideology.
Some feel offended that Gandhi is blamed, but Gandhi was not perfect, so what’s the harm in blaming Gandhi, he did make quiet a few mistakes, who doesn’t, So what’s wrong in blaming him, after all don’t we hear it that we Should be responsible for our actions.
Gandhi no doubt was a very good manipulator, a Politician par excellence.. I don’t deny that, But what I am against is giving a man so much importance when there are others who are equally deserving or MORE. So if they don’t get what they deserve then why is one man singled out for all this respect, If he said that youth like Sardar Bhagat Singh are damaging the image of the nation, then So did he.
March 23 came and went it was the 75th anniversary of the martyrdom of Shaheed Sardar Bhagat Singh. The reason I am mentioning him is that in those turbulent times.. It was HE who was as popular as Gandhi, I will say More than him, that is why the conspiracy theory that Gandhi did not do his best to save him from the gallows.
I myself feel that it has become a mockery with the way history has been changed, manipulated on what Bhagat Singh and many others did , How it helped the bringing of Independence. It is not correct to compare the paths of Bhagat Singh and Gandhi, even when the goal was same..
It is so very wrong to think that it was the Non-cooperative movement which made British Leave India, the movement started by Gandhi. I think it was both the Revolt to take arms, the anger plus the movements of Gandhi that made the British understand that the time was ripe to vacate the Asian subcontinent for good
The likes of Sardar Bhagat Singh, Chandrasekhar Azad, Rajguru ,SukhDev,Udham Singh and Plenty more whom history has forgotten, who embraced death in their early age, they were all Jewels of OUR country conveniently forgotten by History Manipulators.
Because of political changes history has been so badly manipulated that we still think it was only the indiscipline or non-cooperation movements started by Gandhi that helped in Independence, this is religiously followed in all walks of life in India even to this day.
WE forget that Today the same Congress , and the KHADI wearing people , The so-called people who are following Gandhi principles are the worst enemies we have… and These are the very people the young fire brand freedom fighters cautioned us about..
But we the people have not learned anything, I doubt if we will Learn too. I am sure EVEN GANDHI himself will be ashamed of the ways our politicians are behaving today, but then Gandhi himself was a Politician par excellence.
PS:- The spelling in the title are wrong I know .. WHAT Independence!!!!
I am sure those who regularly visit me know that I become very nostalgic when it comes to friendship, by the grace of god I have made some very good friends all over. I am very proud of that. The following are my views on what I think about friendship, Let me take this opportunity Just want to say I love you all my friends and thanks for always being there .. and to all the new friends I have made here Online , Blogosphere. God bless you all
Internet has been a great tool, I have met so many people over it all over the world and I must say some of them have become very good friends, a few closer than family too. Blogging has helped too in meeting or knowing new people some have been good, some OK, I wont say bad because I think , No one is bad they are good for someone if not you.
I am proud and can honestly say I got friends almost all over the world now , which is GOOD cause I don’t have to stay in Hotels anymore and Spend the money THAT I HAVE NOT EARNED YET or should I say Saved yet. I have been to Chicago, vancouver, Australia, Singapore, Thailand, California , Virginia, Mumbai loads and loads of place and guess what yeah FREE ACCOMMODATION AND FOOD (and psssttt Drink tooo yayyyy) …
In this modern world we have become very unforgiving people. It may be an ethnic problem, or a community’s problem or a country’s, or in your relationships, with your wife, children, parents,Girl Friend, Friends, Acquaintances we get very very unforgiving and we hold that against them and sometimes hold that Grudge for a long long time, We wear it as a badge which says‘main tujhe kabhi maaf nahi karoonga’ (I will never forgive you)
Everyone has a hidden agenda behind everything, It was not like this always people use to be so good, caring. The words they said meant something , people stood by there words.
Nowadays people are quick to make a relation, even quicker to spoil or break one. What they say is not what they mean. What would it take to go back to the good old days. I mean how can someone say oh we are friends then at next instant go behind your back , I mean what is friendship…
Dosti karo to Jam ke karo
Dushmani karo to woh bhi Jum ke karo
magar khyal itna rahe , ki fir agar Dosti ho
to Sharamindgi na ho….
We have gotten so busy in our life that we have forgotten or forget what the effects of our actions will have on others, We have become so selfish, I ask god one thing always Please don’t make me so selfish, or careless, uncaring, heartless, Because I don’t know which action of mine might hurt someone, and to those who i have hurt , I am not sure how I will every be able to apologize to. I do hope that some day they can pardon me.
1. What is FRIENDSHIP/ FRIENDS ?.
2. Do we respect our FRIENDSHIP/ FRIENDS ?.
3. How do you show respect towards your friend, Or see if they respect you ?
Is SAYING That I RESPECT you same as SHOWING respect ?
To me a friend is who would stand by you, no matter what, right or wrong is something to think about after the need has got over.. A friend in need is a friend indeed that’s how we respect our friendship, Good friends stand by you Right or wrong.. That is not the criteria here at the moment.. The moment is that your friend needs you and You are there..THAT TO ME IS FRIENDSHIP…
I feel that you respect it when you can Tell them how you feel and ask them how they feel directly, rather than assuming… Respect is shown when you See the whole world walk out and a few Walk IN FOR YOU.
Do people actually mean they are friends when they say they are, or are just making fun of you. If they are then why do they do it. Would they feel the same if this happened with them, or have they become so heartless that it does not bother them anymore. How can they go to sleep soundly, well now I am being a fool because they don’t even know what hurt they have caused.
People are impulsive and say things that hurt other people, they walk over others especially people whom they say are friends. And in all this process they loose friends, I am a bit of a dumbo it takes a bit of time for me to understand people are trying to ignore me , so it gets difficult to loose me.
Sometimes I wish I had the Ego or Impulse to severe my contact with people. I do pray to god to make me like them as that is the way of the world it seems Now-a-days.
Also how easy it is to Forget these days but more on that maybe some other day, All I would say is Please god take care of all my friends, foes, anyone I know .. God bless all and everyone …
Here is a little poem i wrote some time back, it is dedicated to everyone all who visit this blog , All who Think of me, All who Thought of me and All who at some stage were my friends God bless you all..
PS. – Something for a smile , It is Important to have friends and that too at Important Places.
College .. The word itself is so nostalgic.. we have so many memories attached with it .. I sometimes think of the time and seem to get lost in the huge ocean of memories , makes we want to go back in time to those days, Its been ages since I have left college but the stuff we did , the memories, the history we made .. each time I remember one such episode it lightens me up.. I have that twinkle in the eye, that energy , rush of blood which goes missing otherwise in the normal day to day routine that we call LIFE.
We have left college in search of new adventures, new roads, new ambitions.. but I for one still remember those days.. the 5 year of my life that I spent in college. The friends I made , the way we became friends , the silly things we did , the attitude, The no nonsense way , giving two hoots to life as if we were unbeatable.. nothing could touch us .. Not even KARNAIL SINGH the SHO of sector 11 police station.. 🙂
Or the taunts and abusive language of RAJ KUMAR the new SHO of sector 11 police station.. Going back the very next day to college and almost beating up the same guy because of whom we were taken to police station.
Parents almost going nuts coming to know.. My dad almost threw me out of the house, when he found we had been rounded up and locked up, My grandfather I admire him so much, he stood by me and gave my bail.
The last night looking at the books for next days exams, having your friends stand outside the window to help you with answers and Ravjote singh my Friend standing in the exam hall asking the teacher to Allow me to Cheat.. 🙂
Not attending any classes then having to run after teachers to get the lectures sorted.. MR AGGARWAL my physics teacher swearing No matter what he will not sort them.. then the scheming of stopping the postman on way to college to get the roll numbers .. trying to Patao the clerk to get the roll number.
Come diwali the burning of crackers in Mr GAUBA’s class.. Attaching it to a slow burning thing and 15-20 minutes into the lecture DHAAAAAAMMMMMM and Mr GAUBA (my chemistry professor) .. God bless him.. trying to be philosophical about it trying psychology on us, saying its the bad spirits or demons who are doing this.. and we students are so good ..
Sitting for hours in canteen, asking the guy to get tea and if ask for money throw a cup , and his saying ok ok leave it give it next month , then when he came next month , taking his book of accounts , slashing the days which had most money “IS DIN TO HUM COLLEGE AYE HI NAHIN”… (we did not come to college this day) a bill of 200 Rs slashed to 100 then give him rs 50 “BAAKI AGLE MAHINE MAIN ADJUST” (rest adjust next month)… and when it came to get NO dues signed he trying to be funny, cause it was his time then..
Standing at the gates, any girl passing she is mine.. blah blah trying to find ways to impress girls.. sometimes end up picking a fight.. beating up a guy thinking it would impress girls .. NO LUCK.. 😦
Sitting in canteen and someone coming running “PANGA HO GAYA”.. without asking what , just running for it, shouting “BABBAR” , “CHERRY” , “RAVI“, “ONKAR“, “BEDI“, “HANDLE” come on and they in turn coming folding there shirt arms up to elbows..
End of year Standing in Queue to get the Roll numbers only to find out that I cant get the Roll number as I have Lectures shortage in almost every subject.
Going to Punjabi Mam, she was so beautiful who smiles when I ask “Mam Lecture poore kar deo Please” (Mam please complete my lectures).. awww blesss she did ..
Then walking to English Teacher Mr. Nijhawan who I find out today of all the days When I go home in evening sitting with my DAD.. They are class mate’s… “OH £$%£”.. what do I do now, Dad will know and it will be chaos.. Phewwww he smiled, did not say a word.
Next day I went to him, I only had to say “Sir”..
“Tun dasiya nahin tun Mann da munda hain”.. (you did not say you are Mann’s son) .. He completed all my lectures, you see I was good in english and represented college few times
Going to another professor who for some reason was having a bad day, “Jo karna hai kar le ” .. (do what you want to ) .. Not Poora Karoing (could not find the english word he he he ) .. your lectures .. and I have 75 short..
Ravjote Walks in the Lecture Room, “Oh sir , Kar deo poore .. Tuhada ki jaanda ” .. (sir please do, whats it to you) ..
He refuses, what was worst was 1st year students are having their practicals and it had to be all GIRLS.. The silly girls burst out laughing on hearing Ravi.. Which makes the professor more mad..
“Iske lecture poore nahin karne “.. Not completing this guys lectures .. he says pointing to me …
Ah well I tried the good way ..
Finding a way how to get roll numbers .. Get hold of a guy who is responsible of posting Roll numbers to college from the university . don’t need to go to the other Two teachers 🙂 sorteddddddd
End of year Viva Exam , my Physics lecturer asking Am I sure I am a student of that class , He has not seen me the whole year in any of the lectures.
Sector 11 Inspector who is known for talking with his DANDA, He would without any reason beat up students or who he did not like.. He is walking through the college Suddenly a Voice echoes
“Karnail Singh Kuteeee” … (karnail singh you dog)….
Pin drop silence .. sudden hustle bustle .. corridor empty …
finding myself in LT1 (lecture theatre).. with Onkar panting and exciting he says .. “I said it“.. bloody hell .. first reaction is to slap him .. then having a hearty laugh.
I have so many memories of those years , If I start writing it will take years to put all of them down.. Those were the good old days , beautiful days..