Drop of water for the fighters

When I entered at the Ram Lila Ground Yesterday, I was full of energy, though I went there after completing my 9 hrs shift, but never thought that my emotions will come out as my drop of water from my eyes.

Like the rest of the aware and awaken citizen of India, I am also a hardcore supporter of Janlokpal bill. April, when Anna Hazare was on his fast for a strong Lokpal Bill , I went Jantar Mantar, not to support him, but to watch the situation, and grab the test of this breaking News event. But after that, I understood the bill, became a follower of not any person, but a bill,- Anti corruption Bill.

As it was a Sunday evening, there was a huge crowed yesterday. Near about 30 to 35 thousands approximately participated in this era Ram- Ravan war at Ramlila. It was very natural for people to exhaust in this mid Augusts’ sunny atmosphere; but surprisingly they were in there full energy. Even what make me astonished - the kids, in general they did not prefer crowds any more, but those little fighters were also very energetic. Did they understand that they are participating in a crusade? I thanked those parents, who knowingly and unknowingly took their kids with them. As I voluntarily distribute pamphlets amongst public, but in a different style; such as folding hands, and asking them to put their efforts also to give this movement a successful ride, yesterday I took mainly people who were with their children, because the future should know and understand the history first. And I felt really very satisfied that I am contributing at least some efforts, though very small; but small drops of water give birth an ocean.

Everyone was in festive mood; they actually participated in the movement as it’s a fare, or more than that. The whole ground was looking beautiful with tricolor flags, white Anna named caps, T-shirts printed as ‘I am Anna’, or IAC’s member one. While some was sitting under the tent, a large gathering was in front of the dias and media. But everyone was same, when it was coming as slogans..Everyone was ready to go with Anna, “Anna tum age baro hum tumahre sath hai.”

 It was the symbol of India, the unity in diversity. How can Indian Government ignore this people’s demand? Is it so easy for those people whom we actually elect as our spokesperson, to suppress our ‘rightful’ demand? We, the country men are doing still everything maintaining our boundary, but will our Government be responsible if anything wrong happens? The fasting dais threw few questions to me,, The whole background of the stage is decorated by a large portrait of Gandhi Ji, how shameful it is while a Gandhian had to fight against Gandhi’s own Party. I discovered two drops of water just next to my eyes, while, people who are in fast, were taking for medical checkup.

I had a very bad habit; sometime I want to go back in the past, like the golden era of Indian music or something which is not possible at all. I had a small depression, why I was not in the Indian freedom struggle movement? But yesterday, when we all were singing ‘Raghu Pati Raghab Raja Ram’- one of the most singing songs in Indian pre independence movement, was discovered that my depression was vanished, as I was in the post Independence movement.   

Still there’s a Hope

Our days become so dramatic since yesterday. While everything was fixed and we all’ AAm Admi’ was ready to go ahead with Anna Hazare in his fast, everything changed , and took a new look in yesterday  early morning, the anti graft crusader has been arrested from his shelter in Mayur vihar. And a dilemma started among the public, who will now lead their movement? Even Mr. Kapil Sibbal, and his cabinet friends were also very happy at their breakfast table, they thought to be successful to kill the movement. But feeling really unhappy, for them that their lunch time was not so cool enough to have proper test of the food!

When it was assumed that the movement will not be successful as the cleaver government already put main leaders in to the prison, with violating the law, surprisely it turned boomerang for them. The main strength of this crusade, the common mass came out from their peaceful shelter, and started to show their protest. For them, then it was not vital who is grabbing the leader’s chair in the movement; the main thing was in their mind, ‘Have to fight for the cause.’ And this is the reason, the spirit of the common people, their sacrifice, love for this cause, feelings for their leaders, and above all- the feelings for the country, created huge effect among those who were in deep thought what to do next?  Force government to take quite positive decision.

We went Indra Prastha metro station, from where we started our rally, with few group of people, and started walk slowly but staidly towards Rajghat, and as it was under 144, so we had to stop, and turned towards India gate, though almost everyone was ready to go jail, but Arvind  sir’s message said to continue the protest, not go to Jail. When we entered near the Pragati Maidan metro station, we faced again problem, we got options, either court arrest or go to Noida. As Noida has no 144, we came Noida and stated our protest, People from various part of Delhi, far Aligarah, Eta, Haridwar, and also from Maharashtra were also  with our group, and made the small group a huge one,. It was not the exception one, it was another similiar group among the innumerous protesters in recent crusade. We came Noida, and no not join, we actually, organized and we all participated in our own protest, for our own cause. And when I was sharing my umbrella with a chartered accountant aunty, and also with a my age  girl- those whom I never met before, the very first thing came in mind, ‘No nothing is so hopeless, still the country has their country men’s support, may we all are scattered in our personal life, and interest, but if time comes, we can really fight with unity, against anyone, no matter it is inside, or outside enemy. Nothing got finished, still there’s a hope.

Yes, yesterday through out the day, this thing I understood, I felt.

Journey-life long

 Life...is a journey through a long drive…we all start and end our life with a journey , some time it takes high speed, sometime the track of life fail to accrue as much speed we deserve, or rather we think that should have taken. Sometime we have to compromise with so much things, that we never thought in our life, or sometime we get opportunity to meet and handle something very special. As much as the world become so small for all of us,  our desire, dream, success, circle become very much close with each other. We have to walk, and start our run to touch our big or small goal. We all have fixed goal rather destination of life, though its different from each other, but the ultimate result is we are runner, yes though all of us  not PT Usha, but we are the big achiever in our life. It does not mean, that we all have the popularity among the common mass, but we want to be successful in our own life. Our entire life we dedicate for our achievement, it is true that we all are not the achiever, but it is true, that though success is the most important in life, but how can we ignore the struggle, the journey which we experienced to touch our aim of life. Everyone is not similar, some are very confident, some may have zero confidence, but all are the runner, or rather fighter. Time force us to absorb all quality, which help us to reach the destination. It even forces us to move towards a completely new world, which we never thought even in our dream.

And this example I have experienced with my own life. When I began to write the first paragraph of this write up coming back to my home after a long period for the official purpose, I never thought in my dream about those kids, whom I am missing now very much. What I can say it? Always I believe to built relation in my life. Wherever I go I always try to connect with people from the core of my heart. Sometime even I got worst experience also, but still my faith to make relationship will never end. In this journey of life, I believe that this relationship, attachments are very  precious part of life. You can fight throughout your life to reach your destination, but the journey become happy journey while you deserve the smile or drop of water of happiness gigging in some one's eyesight  for you. We all born with few relationship, but it’s up to you to collect or grab the love from the people, who are not your inborn kith and kin. I had no idea about the love and respect of my college kids research reporters; those who make me happy, proud, satisfy, and yes emotional also. Really it’s a journey. I want to go ahead towards my destination with all these travelling experience

Three years before who had idea that, I will be able to get a chance to be a part of this colorful India, and successfully, happily will be able to collect all the experience and will archive it in my Dell laptop…it’s the effect of this old good journey of my life…

 We may curse our life all most all the  time, for not getting our desire life, but nobody even think in his or her dream that those unexpected journey of life gives us in numerous experience. We never thinks, or we never get a time to understand these fact. Every day, when we leave our bed, with sleepy eyes, and start our day, never expect to spend a day with unexpected experiences.  Some time we meet strangers, who become a lifelong friend, or a near one loss their relationship with us. Such a big fat fact..you don’t know your tomorrow. So what!! That is life. If you are not earning various experiences in your life, what are the outputs of your journey of life?

When I have chosen my career path, to become a journalist, the very first thing came in my mind to meet different people. And today when I am standing in the road of journalist, I am feeling thrilled that I met so many people, within a few year, and expecting to meet lakh more.

But your train of life not only connects with new destination, it also detaches you with few important station of your life also. When I look my past, I can see there a group of people, standing and I even could not recognize them properly. As the train disappear from the station the sad, lonely station may asks for the revisit of the recent past train, but it knows that, those who gone, never come back. If I revisit my latest past even, I found shadow of a large group, may waiting for revisit of mine, may they also forget my travelling towards them.

If I close my eyes, I can feel my child hood, and the summer morning. Don’t know Why, I love that morning so much. It has its outstanding charm .And I want to carry this fresh, florious and greeny childhood with me for forever.

When, I came for the first time in Delhi,,was fall in love with this Place. I was in sixth, and came here with my lovely family, and one of the family friend’s family. Day was, very shining Diwali, The perfect day to suppress all spots, and pain, with shining lights, and heavy sounded crackers. That single day and night in this city, and will stay here for forever. I became the lover of this city. Cried like anything, while I was returning back from here, after my IIMC interview, which was my second visit here. I was upset, like I lost my last chance of life.

But thing changed now drastically, I am now waiting for her calling, calling from my kolkata  that beautiful Ganga, Babughat, shopper’s paradise-- Esplanade, Lover’s point Victoria, Eliot park, symbol of Modern Kolkata-Park street, Dakhineswar, and things are  innumerous..But for her, I have no value, but my inner voice says always, that, Kolkata will surely call me, she cant throw me out. The relation, is here since the beginning of life, it is not the infatuation, which had for Delhi…..Through the very tough journey of my life, it has come, it has changed completely…effect of the journey..who knows the future journey what actually prepares for me?