DISHEARTENED

The events unfolding right now in the nation are totally disheartening:

Are they out of their senses?

• It’s very disheartening to see those a******s berating each other over the price that would define poverty. Whether it should be Rs. 12, Rs. 5 OR the most recent introduction Re.1, has completely left me flabbergasted. Tell me one thing you Mor**s, ever since you were able to breathe properly you are sucking and feeding on the precious wealth of our country. With properties and assets worth crores n crores and unaccounted figures being stashed abroad, your insatiable lust for wealth has not reduced a bit, then how the hell could you say that a poor could fill his food-deprived stomach with so and so rupees.

• There is another instance of a person who has completely lost his senses. The fever of upcoming elections has completely eradicated the sense of righteousness from his infected brain (if it exists !!).He has gone to the extent of acknowledging her party’s MP by  slang language. Your opposition and everyone is right, now your political days are over, now you need to take some cough syrups and should be sent in a car’s DIGGY to some mental asylum.

• Finally, these are the news that no longer form the headline of the newspapers as they are so common nowadays. Earlier limited to Hindi Daily, now their abundance has led them to the English newspapers too. (May be it’s the first time I have observed so.) The innumerable assaults on women; robbing in the broad daylight; entering in the house and robbing, ripping away those who come in between and all such countless assaults. Yesterday only, a daughter and her mother were ripped off, of their necks in ALIGARH just because they resisted the robbery. And that girl recently got admitted in our college and was about to begin her B.Tech from the upcoming session but her life which was about to begin has ended before it could start.

Sometimes you feel like just leaving the nation and wish you had been born somewhere else. No!! But you cannot say so because you know there are people who would rebuke straight on your faces saying, “You can only criticize the ministers and talk all sorts of stuff. If you feel this way, then why don’t you try to do something?”

What the hell, do you expect from us?? Should we organize protests every other day for the innumerable reasons, flaws in the system, negligence of duties by govt. officials and numerous other instances that we could make you count?? Would you feed my families while we are in the protests?? Who would support our families when we are one of the targets of some govt. conspiracy, for being a whistleblower?? Is that why we elect those Chaircoled (Chair+Fevicol) ministers, so that they do nothing on coming in power and we ultimately have to organize protests to get our work done? SO, why all this Election-Mess has been created. Dump the democracy and Bring the Barter Rule in every walk of life.

If election are the only time you take our opinions and fool us throughout the year, then shun these elections. We, like responsible citizens pay every new tax you introduce, try our best to conserve the natural resources, assist you in catching the culprits (when required), bear the physical torchers for being part of the protest. Then why are we neglected our basic requirements? Now, when we take up a job in other country why so many patriots come into picture, inhibiting us from taking our stand, airing such fascinating stories about Nation-Calling; would try to woo us by making us watch SWADES. In reply we would like to tell them : If you have guts enough, then go and talk to the lead actor in that movie. IF he doesn’t abuse you, rebuke you in your face, then we would agree that only our outlook is blurred.

But whatever be the case, the situation is very grim and we have to go through it. Whatever they say, do we don’t give a damn about that but ultimately nation as a whole should rise. I only pray the 2014 gives a leader who loves his nation and is open to opinions of people.

Hoping the situation would change!!

The Tradition of Ghoonghat

For the traditional Indian Woman, her veil Or Ghoonghat was considered to be a symbol of her righteous attitude towards her elders, the storehouse of Manners she possessed and the extent to which she would prove herself to be the ideal House-Wife. How Can I Say that?

Do not consider me as The Re-Incarnation of some 18^th Century Guy who dreams about the villages and the women and their veils, rather it is on the basis of the Inputs provided to me by some inhabitants of that period and the few existing instances of the Veil-Tradition which I witness around myself, have led me to say that.

It is not an indicator of respect.

The Women while recalling their experiences with the Ghoonghat, told me about the much sought after tradition of that time (late 80s’- early 90’s). According to the customs, a newly married woman on arriving her Sasural was obliged to visit the temple(followed even today), accompanied by her family members and that too, with the Ghoonghat at its’ peak i.e. fully covering the face and if possible, upto the neck. The sight of Ghoonghat clad woman led people to know that a new Bride had arrived in their locality. Although it poised difficulty in climbing the Staircase of temple but none of the women of that time considered that to be a burden, which they wished to shred off from their lives. It was considered a moral obligation to be fulfilled by them, a habit that had already set its’ roots deep within the scary hearts of the people of that time. There were a group of women roaming around the locality, who had the task of certifying the Bride by her veil, congratulating or taunting the Mother-in-law based on the length of the Ghoonghat. The brides of that time were expected to adjust their veil and quit the room as soon as visited by some elder. Whether they were eating, taking rest or singing a lullaby to their child, she was bound to leave all that and hid herself behind that piece of cloth.

Contrast that with the situation of today, where the Majority of the Girls are opposed to that traditional Fashion and could feel the turmoil within on listening that word. Even if they agree to that, their mothers would ensure that her darling kid is not threatened to hide herself and just agrees on the minimal Cover. But if that condition persists, she is ready to go to any length to abuse and dis-respect the Boys’ Family, even it means rejecting that Family. This transition is a strong reminder of the fact that The Women today have come to realize their true potential and no-longer consider themselves as the means to Settle the household, raise kids and provide her everlasting service to her GOD like husband. How could someone be labeled, just on the basis of that veil of ignorance which dominates our mind. Why doesn’t the men pay respect to the women by wearing Turban over their heads? Has anyone stopped them from doing so?

By Saying so, I am not opposing the fact that elders need to be respected, the people who can’t respect their elders find it difficult to achieve their aim. But there isn’t only one way for showing respect. Also, Ghoonghat tradition does not need to be sacked, as long as it is not imposed as a compulsion on women rather is based on the will. There were good things in that time too and there is good now.

The Women, too like men  want to lead a comfortable, respectful and joyful life not expecting much, but at least the basic rights which they possess being a citizen of their nation.This malpractice of analyzing by the veil is fading away from the society but its’ presence in some places is absolute. The women of today are more independent, open-minded and frank. But that doesn’t make them disrespectful, disobedient and causing riots within the family and they don’t need a veil to reflect the respect they have for others’ opinion, life and health. Accept Woman for what they are rather than what you want them to be. A lot of changes have occurred to women in the past years, some accepted readily by people while some still debated strongly, but hasn’t everyone changed with the passage of time?

TOUR De SHIMLA

Day-4

24^th March, 9:00 am.

Incredible India!!

Morning Beauty

I Love This pole

Our Dear Hotel

The last day of our beloved TOUR. With a heavy heart, I am being able to write it. We didn’t have much time that day as we had to Check-Out from the hotel at most at 1:00 pm. So, we had to return to our rooms by 12:30 so that we could catch our UNCLEARED WAITING RESERVATIONS Train, the toy train. We left our rooms at about 10:00 in the morning, and just roamed about here and there looking for things to buy and just get some photos clicked. Well, there were many who bought many things. But contrastingly, by the time we reached our room, many of us (BOYS) had the similar looking… sorry exactly similar caps on their heads. By the God’s Grace and SAurabh`s and ASHU`s stomach sized hearts, I too got a cap I desperately wanted.

Jaaye Jaaye, EK baar jo Jaaye......!!!

Hum Saat SAATH Hain @Station

Finally, we left our rooms, bought a chunk of water bottles and were again on our feet to reach the station. Thank God!! Our luggage was taken care of by the HOTEL VAN, which safely (I doubt it.) landed it at the Station. Again, the same situation on reaching the platform: The train to be boarded by us was standing there, air-tight, sealed in every compartment allowing you to only peek through the windows. We made the girls sit in the LADIES compartment, which was vacant enough, and we outside were having a discussion on how to board this train. Imagining the situation of our arrival by the same train 2 days back, we finally decided to catch the train at 5:45 pm, last train running on that route, by captivating a whole dubba.

Anger of The NATURE

But that meant spending another 4-5 hrs on the platform. We roamed around the station, trying to find the means of Re-creation and filling our bellies. In numerous small groups, we ate at the Station Canteen, the food there was good enough and felt Home-Like which completely eloped our Hunger of so many days. By the time everyone was TUMMY_FULL the weather took a complete drastic turn: Thick Dark Black clouds with bursting thunder and lightning, Cold and Speedy breeze blowing through the Air, accompanied by vigorous Rain, a thing which completed our Tour of Shimla in the real sense. Again, BRAVO to the GIRLS!!

THAAKUR

Sardar KHAN

 Where the boys were shivering and had to pull out the moderate Blankets from their Heavy Luggage, the girls were just sitting calmly and enjoying the weather. But, we BOYS derived a game out of those Blankets: Contest started, who could better portray the characters of Sardar KHAN and THAAKUR with SHAHID BHAI and NARULA emerging clear winners. Another sport, which was popular throughout our journey : KAMBAL- KAMBAL was lively Broadcasted at the Platform , even in front of the teachers. That weather, a sort of helped us in achieving things which would either would have not possible. Like, the singing of DBMS Sir and Fareed Sir, along with the singing of many boys individually accompanied by SAGAR….

(Saale se bas kehne ki der thee, tayaar baitha rehta thaa… ).

KAMBAL KAMBAL..

Thirchi Topi waale

As the arrival time of the train was approaching, we were feeling a bit nervous as we had to catch this train somehow: by HOOK or by CROOK. But, seriously guys!! There lies WIN ahead of the FEAR, courtesyà DEW. We a group of boys, went to the spot where the trains initially stand before setting themselves on the platform, popularly known as THE OUTER. We entered into the train after making sure that was The One, occupied a whole compartment, locked the Doors, prevented others from entering in that sacred compartment and opened the windows as soon as the trains approached the platform. Our friends waiting eagerly outside i.e. at the platform, swiftly started pushing the luggage though the windows followed by the entry of the remaining students into the train. When we were done, we shouted so badly that even the ones awake were forced to close their ears. After all, the TRAIN at KAKORI had been looted of it`s seats. The remaining journey was like the previous one: CARDS, Songs, Talks, Laughter and Giggle accompanied by an Add-On The Shayari by many talented amongst us. For the first time throughout out Tour, I had a worthy and useful communication with the Ma`am.

LIGHTMAN Stop...

We reached KALKA and that was  the point where we knew that our NIGHT was going to be tough, really tough. With Seats waiting to get confirmed, we had made up our minds for the Strength to be required for standing throughout the night. Broken in groups of small numbers, we entered in different coaches, trying to manipulate whatever little seats we could get. Luckily, we were the ones, the ones of S6, who were slept the most. We all got a chance turn-wise to occupy a vacant seat and get a NAP for about an hour. But clearly, Gagandeep scored again as he was the one who slept for around 4-5 hrs, where some of our buddies were struggling to get their a**es straight in different compartments. May be we were the ones (of S6) who were ready for the worst, that`s why we got the best.

Somehow, we reached Aligarh in the morning. Went straight to our homes, slept whole day long but are still captivated in the dreams of TOUR, that`s why posts like these are brimming Our FB group. I wish and hope that our NEXT Tour, whenever it goes is much better than this.

GOOD NIGHT!!!
HOPE You all had a good tour. :)