Happy Birthday Blog

Around mid December last year, while I was searching the net for the poems of Sumitranandan Pant when I found myself on the pages of Manish’s blog. It was the first time when I read a blog. I think I spent a long time on his blog and some others chained with his pages. I found many thoughts of his similar to mine and I sent a mail to Manish congratulating him for his pages and he in return motivated me to start my own blog.

I never thought that I could write in not-so-bad way and could keep my pages updated regularly but today on 18^th December, I found myself on footsteps of completion of a year of blogging when I wrote my first post on the same day of last year.

It was and it is really a very surprising experience of blogging for me. Most amazingly, I had never thought of ever writing poems but here I found myself writing poems and writing so easily and regularly (Though I won’t say I am very good at writing). Finding new friends is another soothing factor of blogging.

Now when it is a year already, I do sadly feel that why didn’t I start my blog three or four years back (like when I visit & read another blogs pretty older than mine) when I was literally wasting time chatting or playing games whenever on the net. How come I never found myself at someone’s blog like of Manish’s? But it is as simple as we say, “Jab jab jo hona hai, tab tab woh hota hai”. Anyway I am enjoying maintaining my blog and I think I will keep enjoying for the times to come.

Happy Birthday Tishay !

Sometimes Time just flies away. Like no one of us realise till today when & how Tishay grew to one year. Today on 28Th, he has completed his one year on this planet.

He is real naughty and intelligent. Whenever he is awake he keeps everyone busy and engaged in himself.

What else to say, my poem says all of it. My dearest Tishay, may you live long and live large.

Laage Raho Kinoo !

He is as sweet as a kinoo, by heart and physique.

He is eldest among all the kids at home. Many times he have to behave like a matured cos of his younger. He is very sincere and polite. He is shy most of his time.

As he is growing up, he is getting more and more gadget savvy. Every morning he got a new model number of either mobile set or i pod or digicam or bike or car for his Chachu (that's me) to buy. He also explains different qualities or technicalities of these machines very convincingly.

He is getting fond of music. (I think he would look great if he starts playing Tabla). He wants all the (good or bad) numbers stored in his desktop. (Though the younger wont let him take his seat in front of his computer most of the time.)

He wanted a Hero GTB bike for his 13th birthday. But his increasing carelessness for decreasing percentage caused a tearful break to his dream ride. So he had to satisfy himself for 'simple' Woodland's pair. But he needs to be careful for his studies and fitness. (And he has promised to perform better now and I trust him).

He is the most loving kid for me but I feel sad when I see him getting bulky. Hey Kinoo, "Lovely people need exercise too!”

His name is Shreshth, we call him kinoo and wish for him to be Sarvshresth in every field.

Happy Birthday Kinoo, we all love you so much!

Arise Awake !!

Some time back in an episode of KBC2, a confused young guy was facing Big B. The question was 'which Indian Sage started his speech with words "Brothers and Sisters of America" in Chicago? The boy had to take life line of 'call a friend' and called his younger sister (or friend maybe). Boy could not even complete the question to girl and came the speedy reply "Swami Vivekananda". Big B said she is the one who should be here at hot seat.


This day is birthday of two great souls I am inspired of. One was born Sanyaasi and other became Vaanprasthi after his retirement from government job at the age of 58.

'Naren' as called in childhood Swami Vivekananda, had only one question for every god man he met, “Have you seen God?” It was indeed a very embarrassing question to reply for all those people who tried to reply avoiding the main part. But it was only Ramkrishana Paramhans who said, “Yes, I talk to God like I am talking to you now.” Since then Naren never left Paramahans.

After untimely death of father Naren had to face enormous financial difficulties to feed his family. His guru Swami Ramkrishan Paramhans send him thrice to Ma Kali for financial help. But Naren every time could only speak of Vairagya and Vivek.

Days before the sessions of the Parliament of Religions, Swamiji used to wander on the roads of Chicago. One day an American staring at Swamiji's saffron chola and turban remarked on him, "what you people gonna speech us about, you don't even know how to dress like a gentleman." Swamiji politely gave him reply, “In your country tailors make the gentleman but in my country high thinking make a person gentleman."

Through out his life of 38 years he kept struggling for the upliftment of Indians. He always insisted to be brave, bold and self esteemed. He used to call for the youths of India,

"Arise Awake and stop not till the goal is reached!”

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The other person, for 58 years he lived like a loin in jungle who fears nothing. Living life of a senior government officer he enjoyed all the colors of the seasons of his carrier. He never believed in financial savings. Never showed distrust to anyone. That’s why he was stabbed many times in his back by his so called relatives and friends. But he would always give example of a Sadhu who receives stings while saving a drowning honey bee. Helping people beyond his limits was his favorite hobby.

The second act of his life started after his retirement at the age of 58. He was completely a new person for all of us. Until now I was never able to see his passion, emotions or dedication towards our society or country. He pledged to Vanprasth (one of the four ashrams described in Hinduism) in year 2001 in a ceremony at Hardwar organized by a social institution and devoted his remaining life for our society.

He was given charge of 220 schools of Vidya Bharti (India’s biggest NGO in education sector) in Punjab state for the internal auditing and regularizing of financial norms. Of course this was a non paying social service. Since my birth I very rarely saw him traveling in a bus or wearing a suit without crease. But now he traveled for 20 days in a month in sarkari buses without caring for the iron of his clothes for this noble cause.

His friends, who joined other jobs or started helping their children’s businesses after their retirement, used to ask him that how much is he getting out of this? Some would simply smile that may be there is good under table income in this social service. But he would laugh at them and genuinely reply that for 60 years we have only received from our society and now it’s time to payback. He urged many of his friends to come and join him but we all know it’s never so easy.

He never shared with us but we knew that he had adopted some orphan kids and was regularly paying for their monthly expenses from his pension account. He also pledged to donate his eyes and he did.

In two years of his hard work and dedication he was given charge of entire north India. He was getting busier and busier and moreover enjoying his job despite the various difficulties.

We started missing him as he used to stay away from home for many days. His grandsons kept calling him over his cell for different goodies and he never disappointed them. Until 2005.

We still miss you dad we all miss you badly.

Nanhi Pari !

I was supposed to be at her parents marriage around one and half year back or then at her grandpa's retirement celebration or at her birth a year back but finally it was her first birthday that gave me another opportunity to be there with Rajeev and Sarita.

Sona, as the name describes is a sweet, cute and beautiful girl who celebrated her first birthday on 5th January. She is charming and always smiling. Adorable to everybody, she lives amid the apples orchard, may be that's why she have apple like cheeks.

May she live long and glitters like Sona always! Happy Birthday to you!