Don't try to know about the future, coz...
"Aane wala kal agar dukh dene wala hoga toh wo aaj ke sukh ko bhi nusht kar dega
aur
Aane wala kal agar sukh dene wala hoga toh bhi wo sukh aaj ke dukh ko kum nahi kar sakega... Isliye apna KARM karo aur aaj main jio."
"The sadness of future will take away todays peace and the happiness of future will not be able to console todays pain... Hence do your KARMA and live in the present."
Wise wisdom as shared by lord Krishna in Mahabharat.
Your parents’ 30th wedding anniversary. Shouldn’t that be a wonderful occasion to get together and have a wonderful time? Family, friends, celebrations and so on. Unfortunately, when you’re the 26-year-old single daughter who has moved to the city to have one of those fancy careers (being at the beck and call of the associates of a law firm, not so fancy, really, but it’ll be worth it in five years), going home for a family gathering gives you nightmares.
The nightmares, quite literally, start about a week before your flight is scheduled. Till then, there’s the uneasy feeling as you duck your aunts’ calls and make excuses that range from the plausible to the outrageous when your mum calls and asks why you’ve been ducking the calls. As the day of doom approaches, though, you start waking up in cold sweat having dreamt of a gaggle of aunts closing in on you intoning ‘You must get married, you must have babies, marry, marry, BABIES!’ by which time you mercifully open your eyes. You start hoping for airline strikes. You start hoping that your leave will get cancelled – what a difference from the last trip with friends to Goa, when you had fingers crossed that nothing would go wrong!
Unfortunately, there is no escape from your fate, and there’s no escape from family gatherings unless you want to deeply hurt your parents. It’s not their fault that their sisters, sisters-in-law and cousins have babies – not their own, but your hypothetical babies – on their brains, is it? So the day of the flight home dawns, and you wish you could gird your loins much as gladiators did by the time you land.
The first few minutes are wonderful. Your parents have nagged your brother-in-law into picking you up. Once you get home, you’ve got your adorable two-year-old niece all over you, and you get to be the best aunt of the year by giving her a few choice gifts, a couple not to be shown to her parents until she was done with them – sugar high, yes! As you hug her, you vow to yourself that you will be a better, less scary aunt to her than any of… Oh dear. There comes the gaggle. Loin-girding time.
“Beta, you’re home! How long it has been!”
“How is your job going? That’s a nice dress you’re wearing, but it’s a bit short, did you run out of material?” Strike one.
“I guess you’re going to be all high-power lawyer and everything, eh? God help your husband if you argue like that at home as well!” Strike two.
“You look so thin, you know, you should put on some weight, you will look nicer in that saree once you do. Then we’ll find a nice boy for you.” Strike three and you clench your fist… Aunt number three will never know how lucky she is that your sister came and pulled you into a hug before your fist made resounding contact with her face.
So now to give your sister her belated birthday gift – a bottle of her favourite vodka, snagged from duty free the last time a friend went abroad. Still annoyed, you don’t think of sneaking off into your room before you give it to her. In a gesture of rather pointless defiance that will inevitably give them enough to gossip about for a week, you pull it out from your bag right in front of them. Cue collective gasp.
“I found a really nice duty-free store where I picked up this, a couple of bottles of nice wine and a really nice Jack Daniels for myself, you know I love a good whiskey,” you lie shamelessly. Cue second gasp, this one actually loud enough to bring your mum from the kitchen. She shakes her head sternly, as she always does when she knows you’re about to blow your top and let it rip at one of your aunts, but she welcomes you home with a hearty hug and sends you off to the living room where all the men are enjoying their pre-dinner Cognac.
It was only three in the afternoon, so perhaps it should be called pre-pre-dinner Cognac. Being the youngest girl in the family has its good points – everybody over 35 might be on your case to start acting like a ‘proper woman’, but you’ll always be daddy’s little girl. You’re always assured a wonderful welcome from him, so you go and grab him in a giant bear hug before he can even get up. The affection is returned with great enthusiasm. You give him your gift, too – brandy glasses and a set of whiskey stones. Of course you have to open it then and there, and then of course you have to inaugurate them. Oh boy – uncomfortable looks from all the uncles. But thankfully, your dad is fairly oblivious to them as you pour yourself one and make yourself comfortable beside your dad, all ready to join in the conversation about international politics. The uncles are beginning to shift in their seats resignedly.
Half an hour later, your mum comes into the living room as you’re holding forth about your particularly strong opinions about imperialism, capitalism and the US being the real terrorists of the world, what with invading countries for their resources and attacking people with drones. Your mum listens, then sits by your side and squeezes your hand. You look up to see that it’s not the ‘don’t argue’ look. It’s the ‘proud of you, baby’ look. Later, after dinner, as you help your mum wash up, she tells you that she’s proud of you for confounding expectations. You smile – the aunts and uncles and the rest of the world would just have to deal with your choices. They didn’t have a choice about that.
Source: http://www.theindianrepublic.com/tbp/26-and-single-100027576.html
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A friend, a CA, returned back from Tanzania today, where he had found employment but due to some reasons couldn't sustain more than 6 months and returned back to India. Though I was already against him going to the foreign country for full time employment but of course it's his life and he had to decide what he have to do and he decided to go but while returning he of course was worried of facing me. I've always given my frank opinion to my friends. As we all do, we never leave any chance to taunt our friends on their silly mistakes, so do I but this time I had decided to not speak anything on this matter. My family too was confident that I would say him something on this. To everyones surprise I said nothing but I didn't know to keep me impressed I would get lots of chocolates and a very delight and nice coffee pack. Bribing me! Sometimes it definitely works. ;-)
Never mind, he did not know I was not to say anything to him but I decided to let him be happy thinking his bribery worked on me.
Life is about trial and errors. We take risk and decide upon something to do. All decisions not necessary may always be right but those who stand with you even when you take wrong decisions are called true friends after all, isn't it? :-)
Today was the wedding day of Sara's sister. It was my first South Indian wedding that I attended. Everyone around me looked draped in silk and dripped in Gold! I was mesmerized by the gold everyone wore. Though in my traditions too gold get preference but not this much. I've heard about it in past but experienced today. Had attended wedding from start and saw all the rituals. It was bit common but few things were new. It was shorter with regards to ceremony of wedding, ours last for 2-3hrs at least. I loved the look of the bride. It was awesome. But brides sister was too well dressed. Finally she agreed to wear the jewellery I suggested. Sara, you really looked Cinderella! ;-)
While everyone, all friends of our group, came straightening their hairs while are bit curly, Sara took efforts to curl her straight hairs and I didn't do anything and got Sara's company for my curly ones. But next time I wanna experiment with straight ones, everyone looked awesome! All my sweet babes, you all looked gorgeous! :-)
I left before the bidai, it wasn't planned so but happened like that and I think if not always but sometimes what happens happens for good for I would surely not have controlled my emotions looking everyone get emotional at that moment.
I just hate this one fact the most. Why should girls leave everyone and everything and go forever for someone? Everyone looks so happy every since the wedding gets fixed till it is done but at the end remains the emptiness everywhere... :-(
There is no solution to this cliché!
Being Mumbaikar you are not necessarily a Maharashtrian in fact mostly you're either born in other state but you belong to Mumbai coz your parents are settled here or you are born here but your parents who belong to different state are settled here in Mumbai hence you are other state person!
But even though you are born or born and brought up in Mumbai still your origin does stay with you. The mother tongh that you speak and the state to which your parents or grandparents belong do have importance for you. You stay connected to both places, one as your birth place or origin and another as your current place of dwelling. Being Indian regionalism of course doesn't affect us much, except few people bringing cheap politics into it otherwise we always feel proud to be as who we are born and also of place we are brought up. Similar is case when we have IPL or elections or any other occasion we do show special interest in it even if elections are not held in Maharashtra but at state where you are born, where your relatives stay you do belong to it and of course where you stay everything happening here will matter. Unity in diversity in India, I had studied in schools but it's importance and meaning is felt once you experience it.
I'm proud to be an Indian, a Mumbaikar and Rajasthani! :-)
I'm surprised even though it could have been possible as to what we saw from the results of Legislative Assembly elections of Delhi, Rajasthan, Madhya Pradesh & Chattisgarh. Except Delhi, Others were clearly and proudly been won by Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) but the real time twist that was witnessed was of Delhi results. It was nail biting moment throughout the counting period. Sometimes BJP got the lead and sometimes AAP, Congress got the deserving response from all places. I hope these elections will become an eye opening elections for them and for others too that people are not deaf, blind and dumb to not notice what they are doing and what they didn't do!
As far as AAP is concerned I'm happy for their collection of votes. They have indeed proved their strength and hope that they now stay firm on their ideologies and make real Aam Admi happy in future. Though the question of whose governance will form in Delhi is in question but I hope they stay with their decision of not taking support from others no matter even reelections take place. Because the same people who have given them votes will in future question their identity if they will take support from the one whom they criticized all time and the opposition too can take this matter against AAP!
Phew! I tell you politics isn't easy job. Yet, to all those who think why Arvind Kejriwal has entered into politics, I think those are most dumb for you would have been same person who would have pointed your finger on their future andolans saying they can only do this but not enter into political system and try bringing change into it! What's harm into it if they've entered then?! I don't understand it. Never mind I feel they've decided to change the system by being part of the system and in very fictional way as we see in movies they've won it into reality. I'm proud of them! They've given new hopes to so many people and it is very inspiring!
Sometimes you don't expect much from a normal day but it turns out to be full of fun and joy unexpectedly! :-D
Today was that day, it was full of enjoyment, joy, fun, happiness and fulfillment.
I wish if each day of life would so so thrilling and enjoyable with lots of fun time with family and family members.
I love my family, my brothers, my parents and my sister-in-law! :-*
My life would not be what it is without them. They understand me and I them. We help each other, we have fun together, we share joy and sorrows together! I wish we and our love for each other remain as it is or increase with time and the bond we have strengthen with each passing day!
I love my family and am sure everyone of you too! :-)
This is too a blessing that we born in a family that help us and understand us! :-)
I'm blessed and I hope everyone else should be too...
I mostly obey my parents opinions. I most of the times tell them truth. They support me maximum times possible. They understand me for I've grown up in front of them. I too understand them for they have taught me almost everything that I've learned today.
I always ask permission for anything I have to do. I always ask for their opinions for any decision I've to take.
But...
Still there come times when we don't agree on few matters. We have complaints from each other. Indeed we love each other but difference of opinion can always take place between two person.
As they say, where there is love there is fights too! :-P
We love, we fight, we argue, we enjoy, we smile, we cry but at the end of the day we are family and we remain as loved ones forever together.
Always respect your parents forever until your last breath.
Not necessary that they'll always be right but make yourself understandable to them and try an understand them. Talk to them.
Love them forever for they have always loved you and will always do as well! :-*
Other day, one of my friend bluntly ended up asking me, When I'm getting married? After pakaofying for half an hour that I'm already married finally I warned not to ask such silly questions. The day it'll happen I'll let everyone know about it surely.
Phew! This is problem of this age group. After completing studies, almost all parents want their kids to get settled. I can't even imagine into being in that circumstance! :-\
On same day evening I met another friend. After talking for a while she told me that she's upset with her parents coz they want her to think about her marriage now, that they have started looking for a groom for her. I was obviously surprised but then I ended up surprising myself by suggesting her to be positive about it. I asked her to think over it calmly rather than just reacting about it. After all our parents want us to be happy that's it. If we can make them understand with our valid reasons as to why we don't want any commitment then fine but if they too have reasons for us to act as per their will then that is not always bad too. I just wanted her to be positive about it. I didn't wanted her to have an argument or fight over it with her parents.
Later I was wondering if I were honest to her?!
I didn't acted theoretically but I just asked her to be positive to whatever comes in life. Sometimes what we perceive a particular thing to be it's not necessary that it actually will be like that. It may be good as well. It's just that we fear about it.
Though it's difficult to judge but life have many stages and one of it is marriage. We must decide when we want that stage to come but not necessary that we always resist it. I've seen many who say, I don't wanna marry ever and all but in the end the truth is this world won't let you live peacefully until you do and nor is it mostly possible to as well to be single forever.
May be as one of my BFF says, enjoy every stage and relation of life it brings new experience. So that's true.
But we must be happy and sure about it!
Since yesterday evening till today mid-night all the phones at home have been crying out like a child wanting attention irrespective of need and importance.
It has been ringing... ringing... and ringing... continuously... All of them... If someone's engaged then they try on all others... And everyone has been busy talking... talking... and talking...
Happy diwali... Happy diwali... Happy diwali... It's all about it...
Oh God! I've so many relatives, friends and cousins I never knew before...
Happy Realisation! Huh! I know... :-P
Finally, I surrendered my phone to family to attend it and give and take regards on my behalf too!
I never switch off my phone, how I wished if could today coz I wanted to concentrate on my revision!!!!
Tomorrow is exam!
OMG! The day has come...
I know that they were giving blessings only but even if I talk for 5mins with everyone the hours would just pass by!
Somehow managed this day!
Want to go underground till exams end with no connection and contact with the social world! Is it possible ever?
NEAH...
No use of thinking then...
I celebrate Eco-friendly diwali!
No Crackers of any type or form!
Only decorations, lightings, rangoli, pooja, diya, sweets, chocolates... And my diwali is always wonderful without noise and pollution from my side...
Have a happy diwali to you and your loved once!
Take care. :-)
I already said that, kuch nahi nikalega! But everyone was ready to make fool of themselves for trying to find 1000 tonnes Gold!
Kya hua? Kuch nahi nikla na...
I went insane after listening to the news about the buried 1000 ton gold! Some sadhu (saint) claimed it to be buried at the surrounding of a temple! And to my surprise everyone seems to be believing it for some reason.
Talking about people of the village, they wish this claim to come true coz their poverty would get erased! I wonder if they'll get anything ever otta it... Innocent people they are...
Talking about others in general, those who are going to visit that place, I'm very much surprised that people are excited about such claims and are visiting place as a picnic spot for fun and joy...
As far as our dear-respectable government is concerned, I have really no faith if people who despite of everything in their hands can still let the economy dip into this deficit state now their claims of this treasury saving the country seems equally bogus and deceitful to me and am sure to many others as well!
Here too am sure people would have very rightly planned of how to get their pockets glittered with the same...
Hence even if something come otta it, in which I have 100% doubts, I highly disbelieve any such thing, but if we consider that don't-know-how-hypothetical if just supposedly something comes out what's the guarantee that it'll be applied to the best for the country? Best opportunities for the economy have already been lost by those who should have done something...
I don't trust into them now...
In all... who are going to be benefited are I guess the villagers, for only fame part, they're at world level now become a known name of belonging to that village...
And... The media... for they got the hot news with them and until some result come out they'll cover that and we're there to watch it and even if something doesn't come up still they aren't at any loss coz they'll still be their with their analysis of how everyone got fooled by the fuss...
In all it's providing best entertainment to my family members and have become a debatable issue, am sure same would have been scene at most houses...
Few believing it, few not... only time will say what's the truth...
Till then lets wait and watch...
PS: I guess media sector will boom surely, gold or no gold they'll be glittering surely...
Ha ha ha... :-D
I was studying and suddenly there was knock on the main door, everyone was busy doing something so I opened it. There was one girl of around 16-17yr old, an unknown, standing in front of me. I gave her full I-don't-know-you expressions and also what-do-you-want? one too!
She very lamely asked, "is there any small girl at your house?"
I understood the purpose and humbly said, "NO" until she could prefer me there was no girl at our house! ;-) :-P
She asked if I know any and I told her about few at my complex.
Shutting the door back, I wondered...
At least on one day in India there is demand for girls...
On Ramnavmi mostly people invite little girls for lunch or dinner. They're being considered as avatar of goddess Durga.
How funny. Are girls avatar of Goddess Durga only one day?
Merely observing Day of the Girl Child isn’t enough!
She deserves to live on a planet where she is treated like a full-fledged human being — not as a plaything...
I am generally not a big fan of United Nations publicity campaigns. Just take the UN’s habit of setting aside particular “international observance days” as a way of highlighting various worthy causes. What, for example, are we supposed to make of gimmicks like World Poetry Day or the International Day of Happiness?
One of the problems with such campaigns is that they tend to preach a kind of ecumenical optimism that hovers high above the complexity of real-world politics. Who could possibly oppose poetry or happiness? Even Syrian President Bashar Al Assad would proclaim himself fully in favour. So what is the point, then?
Cynical though I am, I have to confess that one of those days has started me thinking. October 11 marks the UN’s International Day of the Girl Child. Forget the awkwardly tautological title: The event itself offers an occasion to consider some of the specific problems faced by girls around the world. That seems like a potentially constructive provocation — perhaps because I cannot help thinking about my own nine-year-old daughter and the challenges she is likely to face precisely because she is a girl.
She was lucky enough, of course, to be born in one of the world’s wealthiest and most stable societies, which makes it less likely that she will have to confront some of the uglier injustices that plague girls in other parts of the world. But of course, not even the US is immune to threats of sexualised violence or economic discrimination. So let us simplify matters. Let us just assume that my daughter is a global citizen — along with the world’s other 900 million girls aged 15 or under. What kind of life does she have a right to expect?
First and foremost, she deserves to live in a free society where her individual human rights are respected, regardless of gender. Political systems aren’t necessarily the best guide to this. It is great that Rwanda has equal numbers of men and women in parliament, for example, but I wonder if that really means much in a country where the president has the final say in everything. There are plenty of benign despots in the world who claim to promote women’s rights by pledging equal opportunity, but I wonder how far such pledges can be taken seriously when those women can be thrown into jail at a moment’s notice for making critical remarks about their leaders.
Democracy is certainly preferable to any other form of government — though not even the existence of democratic institutions automatically guarantees proper respect for the rights of girls. Just look at India, where village girls are routinely pulled out of school, whether they like it or not, and forced to become child brides at appallingly young ages. One Indian activist recently made an observation that certainly holds true for too many other parts of the world: “Girls are considered second-class citizens. They carry your bag to school for you. They get your dinner. The sexist attitude is ingrained in the way one is brought up here. When I had my second child, and she happened to be a girl, my in-laws, who are very well-educated people, were not very happy about it.”
But at least Indians can openly discuss the shortcomings of traditional ways, which facilitates evolution and change. I’m not sure we can say the same about, say, Saudi Arabia.
And while we are on the subject of girl brides: No, I don’t want to see my daughter married off in early adolescence to someone who has essentially offered me the highest price. I want her to be able to choose her own spouse and I want her — and no one else — to choose the moment when the time is right for that.
Needless to say, long-accepted traditions in many countries weigh heavily against doing away with child marriage. The UN is to be applauded for drawing attention to the broader social ills caused by the practice. (To name but one, marrying off girls at early ages almost always means that their educations are cut short.) Last year, UN agencies used the International Day of the Girl Child to stage a global campaign focusing on the need to do away with child marriage. I would like to see them do more.
What else? Well, my daughter deserves to have the same educational opportunities as her male counterparts. Girls should not be shunted off into vocational training aimed at turning them into better housekeepers. They should have access to all the subjects that boys are allowed to study — including math and science, all too often viewed as “inappropriate” subjects for girls. If my daughter finds that she has a knack for engineering, why not?
Sadly, there are many societies that still hew to the notion that science, technology, and mathematics (STEM) are the natural province of men.
Educational systems built on such preconceptions will tend to push female students in corresponding directions. (In China, for example, women account for only about a third of the workforce in STEM-related professions.)
Speaking of school: My daughter deserves the chance to participate in sports as she sees fit. There’s nothing in the Bible, the Quran or Buddhist scripture that should prohibit her from playing football, baseball or chess. (And yet this is still a matter of considerable controversy in some countries. I hope that the growing prominence of women athletes is starting to wear down some of those pathetic prejudices.)
Next: There should be no coercive exploitation of my daughter’s labour. There is no justification for slavery in the modern world. Yet this, too, is still far from a given. All too often, girls are regarded as chattel, property that can be bought or sold. This is unacceptable. Human beings, and especially children, cannot be owned. Unfortunately, it is often girls who have the least power to resist such pressures, both from inside and outside their families. It is only right to push for greater protections wherever possible.
Now, I realise that it is customary in some places for children to support their families with their own work, sometimes from very early ages. This is especially true in agrarian societies, where having more children is sometimes a strategy for ensuring a bigger labour force and thus greater prosperity for the family as a whole. So making things better for children, and especially girls, will require a wholesale change in economic conditions — not the kind of thing that happens overnight. Yet, it’s important to keep the right goal in view: Wherever possible, children should be learning, not working.
And then there is the most uncomfortable topic of all: Rape. Girls everywhere deserve to be protected from sexualised violence in all its forms. You would think this would go without saying. But recent events show us that there are still too many men in the world who think that coercing women into sex is perfectly fine. The notorious Delhi gang rape case has helped dramatise the dimensions of the problem. (Personally, I think I have been just as shocked by what that scandal tells us about attitudes towards rape within the Indian elite as by the crime itself.)
The UN is also to be applauded for taking on this topic. The organisation recently conducted a study (the results of which were published in the British medical journal The Lancet) that found that one-quarter of 10,000 men interviewed in six Asia-Pacific countries had forced women to have sex with them. Worse, half of the men who confessed to having committed rape had done so as adolescents — strongly suggesting that this is a horror that affects girls as much as it does women.
This is not the kind of world I want my daughter to grow up in. She deserves to live on a planet where people treat her and other girls like her as full-fledged human beings, not as playthings or economic assets. Honouring their promise and potential will often require huge changes in established institutions and traditional ways of doing things.
I am glad that the UN has the gumption to take on this controversial subject by drawing attention to the problems specifically facing girls. I know it will be hard to change, but we have to try. Anything else is a betrayal.
Source:
— Washington Post
Christian Caryl, the editor of Democracy Lab, is a senior fellow at the Legatum Institute and a contributing editor at Foreign Policy. He is also the author of a new book, Strange Rebels: 1979 and the Birth of the 21st Century.
Dear mom,
Like every normal girl, I was excited about marriage right from my childhood days. I never thought beyond the time that I would spend happily with my prince charming. But today when I am married, I realize that marriage is not all roses. It’s not just about being with your beloved and having a gala time. There is so much more to it. It comes with its own share of responsibilities, duties, sacrifices and compromises. I can’t wake up anytime I want to. I am expected to be up and ready before everyone else in the family. I can’t laze around in my pyjamas throughout the day. I am expected to be presentable every time. I can’t just go out anytime I want to. I am expected to be sensitive to the needs of the family. I just can’t hit the bed anytime I want to. I am expected to be active and around the family. I can’t expect to be treated like a princess but am supposed to take care of everyone else in the family. And then I think to myself, ‘why did I get married at all?’ I was happier with you, mom. Sometimes I think of coming back to you and getting pampered again. I want to come home to my favorite food cooked by you every evening after a nice outing with friends. I want to sleep on your laps like I have no worry in this world. But then I suddenly realize, had you not got married and made such sacrifices in your life, I wouldn’t have had so many wonderful memories to hang on to. And suddenly, the purpose of all this becomes clear- to return the same comfort, peace and happiness to my new family that I got from you. And I am sure that as time would pass, I would start loving this life equally as you do. Thank you mom for all the sacrifices and compromises you made. They give me the strength to do the same.
Love you.
Don't go here! Don't go there! Don't do this! Don't do that! Don't wear this! Don't wear that! Don't say like this! Don't say like that! Don't... Don't... Don't...
Why but?
Because there can be someone who can molest you if you'll be found alone at a place where not many people would be there.
Because if you wear clothes that exposes your any body part that could invite to a serious threat to your life.
Because if you say anything back to a teaser you never know next time he may harm you beyond avoidable way.
But why should I be controlled?
Why can't people with bad thoughts and intentions try to clear their mind set rather than I be told what to do and what not?
Because you're a woman, you have to be under control of men around you, always. Previously it was at home, only, that woman had man controlling them now it's everywhere...
Is this the way we're supposed to live our lives?
What if same way they get harassed? What if in same way they feel insecure about their safety and life at every walk of life? What if they were said what to do and what not to do by others and they would be supposed to listen to them?
Could anything ever change? I doubt it...
How can you change the mentality of people around you? How can you tell them that how insecure this feeling is? How can you tell people that we too are humans and need human treatment and respect.
For name sake we live in an Independent country but in reality we're still slaves of Men...
Switch on any news channel at anytime of any day there is one news fixed, pick up any newspaper daily on front page one headline is fixed- RAPE!
What kind of a place I'm living in I wonder? Is this the kind of life I'm looking for being a woman? This life where I don't know where I'll be teased, accused, molested, sexually harassed, rapped, by any person, no now a days it's group of persons, life where I'm not safe anywhere, nowhere! At office there are men, at streets there are men, in train, bus, auto rickshaw, at shops, bridges, lanes, on internet and at home too there are men and there are these devils too amongst them.
Is this the life that I'm looking for that at the end of the day before sleeping I have a sigh of relief that I'm safe and alive today but I don't know what my tomorrow will be?!
Being parent how can a mother even think of protecting their little angels from the devils present at every walk of life?
If not before but now definitely being a girl is a curse because we've such devils on this earth all around. But I guess I would still prefer being a girl than being a devil!
I don't know if our law can protect a woman or not but I guess we should definitely take incharge of our safety in our hands. We need strong self defence training to strengthen ourselves and show who is strong!
If there exists caring Goddess Parvati who is sweet and nurturing then one should not forget that when the devils try to do their evil acts the same Goddess knows how to become Durga and save her right and self respect!
And for devils, if not anyone can punish you on this earth but I still hope God does exist to give you result of your deeds!
Over the noise of running tap I heard the knock on the door, we had planned to go for Lootera before but my brothers wanted to confirm if alteration in plan could be made or not.
Surprisingly, I agreed and we went for Bhag Milkha Bhag...
Saw this amazing movie, 1st time I watched 1st day show! And no regrets...
Its worth watching.
After watching it you will respect any sports person more than that you did before. Purely, because it tells us what they go through and how they sacrifice so many things to reach that height, to get that success. That how much hard work it involves.
The story is about a small boy who ran away from his town in Pakistan to India while his family got assassinated by Pakistani during partition. How he use to study, smilingly with the rarest resources possible before partition. How smartly he manages to find his only sister in the mess of partition. His fight for his sisters dignity. How women were treated as asset and belongings than a human being, a wife, a better half! Yes, status of women in India has come a long way. We being lucky to have been born in this century.
How a person falls in love and learns to lead a right path to marry her with pride. But Indian parents couldn't wait and the heroin get married before he come back as an army man. Sad!
He ran for milk and egg. Then his passion reached next level for winning an Indian blazer lead him to run like an ostrich and stay awake like an owl. Falling short of time during day coz of parade sessions he cut his sleep but practiced running. Political involvement of senior players and their shrewd behavior to stop him from participating in qualifying race at army level couldn't stop him. As they say, you cannot steal someone's destiny. He wrote his own. He ran with bandage in his legs. He bleed but he runs and breaks national record.
His raw knowledge as an air traveller. His lack of English knowledge. His lost of control tried to drift him away from his dream, and he lost qualifying international match. As they say, sometimes failure teaches us more than a win!
He learnt self discipline is the key for success. He ran miles and miles by tying wheel around his waist. He practiced till his mouth bleed, continued even after that. He ran days and nights. He ran in sun and in the dark. He ran in dry and in rain. But he couldn't run away from his past. His families assassination in Pakistan was his deepest grieve that he had buried in past but it came out when his national pride collided with his emotions.
Dwelling in the past could never make you win the battle called life. He learned this and participated in the race for national peace between India and Pakistan. Won the race with his confidence, with all due respect. And as a true appreciation he got title of "FLYING SIKH" after winning this race at Pakistan!
P. S.: I broke my record of watching a sensible movie for 1st time in theatre. :D
Personally, except 2 scenes, movie is all appreciation from me.
Though, that doesn't mean that those were unnecessary stuffs...
I wish more such entertainment come up so that we may really know how people out there are actually working for their nations pride. How much hardship it takes to be a world champion. How much proud they might be feeling while representing their nation in the world.
It also brings in pride in your heart towards your nation your mother land which should be in our heart forever and not just on 15th August and 26th January.
Undoubtedly, it's about Milkha Singh but I would like to also highlight the hard work of the actor playing the lead, yes, Farhan Akhtar, it shows you from the very first look at him on the screen that how much he would have worked hard to play this role. His physique enviable. His acting appreciable.
While walking back to home, my brother exclaimed, we never thought of anything like this, being in sports, it's really proudy moment.
A usual thought you get after watching an inspirational sports movie. ;)
My brain was processing with some other thought and it was that there has to be some driving force to keep you running for your dreams. We need to find our own driving forces and keep running until we reach the end point of race. As they say participating is more important than winning. So keep running even if we reach late as reaching the destination is important than quitting, thinking that we could not be the winner.
Keep going is the point!
Bhag Milkha Bhag! A nice watch, after a long time...
Don't miss it...
