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Ajnabi/अजनबी – A to Z Challenge Day 1

A

The letter A. The first one in the list. And I wanted to start with Hindi as I did last time too. Initiating the A to Z Challenge with Hindi as a token of respect to the language which is the basis of all the learning that I could accumulate so far and would continue to imbibe in the future.

Thank you Google Search for the image

Thank you Google Search for the image

 

अजनबी/Ajnabi in English means ‘a Stranger’

है तो अजनबी
पर अपना सा लगता है
कड़कती धूप सी ज़िंदगी मे
एक सुहाना सपना सा लगता है
आ जाए गर सामने
तो क्या पहचानूँगी मैं उसे
आ जाए गर सामने
तो क्या पहचानूँगी मैं उसे
दिल पर कोई तो दस्तक होगी
शायद ऐसा लगता है
है तो अजनबी
पर पता नहीं क्यूँ अपना सा लगता है

 

सोचती हूँ अक्सर उसके बारे में
लोगों की भीड़ में
तन्हाई के सन्नाटे में
सुकून देता है उसका ख़याल
जैसे एक घने जंगल में
किसी चिड़िया की हो आवाज़
जैसे एक नाव
आ गयी हो अपने साहिल के पास
जैसे रात के अंधेरे में
मुस्कुराता हुआ चाँद

 

है तो अजनबी
पर अपना साया सा लगता है
दिसंबर की सर्दी में
चाय का गरम प्याला सा लगता है
हुए गर हम रु-बा-रु
तो क्या पहचानेगा वो मुझे
हुए गर हम रु-बा-रु
तो क्या पहचानेगा वो मुझे
दिल सुनेगा वो धीमी सी आहट
शायद ऐसा लगता है
है तो अजनबी
पर पता नहीं क्यूँ अपना ही साया लगता है

English Translation:

Though he is a stranger,
But seems like my own.
Pleasant as a soothing dream,
Of a journey in scorching sun.
Will I recognize him,
If he happen to cross my way?
There will be a knock on the doors of heart,
This is what I believe.
Though he is a stranger,
But I don’t know why he seems to be my own.

I think about him often,
Be it a midst the crowd
Or in the silence of my loneliness.
Even his thought soothes my soul,
Like the sound of a bird
In otherwise calm forest.
Like a boat
Which just met its shore.
Like a shining moon
During the darkest of night.

Though he is a stranger,
But seem as close as my shadow.
Warm as a cup of tea,
In the winters of December.
Will we recognize each other,
If we come face to face?
The heart will hear the sounds of steps,
Is something I believe.
Though he is a stranger
But I don’t know why he seems as close as my shadow.

PS. I wish that the translation in English could rhyme too, but I hope my English readers were able to get the gist of what I tried to say in Hindi. Thank you for reading!

~ooOoo~

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Doomsday – It’s not when body perishes, it’s when the soul dies!

A Rape is much more than what we think it is.

A Rape is much more than what we think it is.

A much awaited day by all!

Some are waiting to see if whatever was predicted would happen or not and others are waiting for the day to pass by normally so that they can laugh at others. Whatever the reason is, ‘the wait’ is common.

As the day came closer the nation witnessed the end of Humanity and Morality.

A girl being raped by 6 men in a moving bus!

A girl with a male friend goes for a movie; they wait for a bus at a very busy bus station, boards a wrong bus. That’s the only fault they make. Within 10 minutes 6 men on board start molesting her, when her male friend objects to this he is beaten up badly. The girl then is raped one by one by these men as the bus navigates though the busiest lanes of India’s Capital city Delhi. The bus cruises through check posts and barricades, stops at red signals too; but her screams suppress in the noise of Delhi traffic. Once they are done with their barbaric act they do something which would freeze every soul on earth. They insert an iron rod inside her most delicate part and throw her on the road along with her friend without any piece of clothing.

Wounded, shocked and shattered with what happened to them they kept waiting for help. Many turned away not sure what to do, few however came forward to help by covering them with their clothes and informing the police.

The girl is still in the hospital, have undergone many surgeries. As per doctors, she can never lead a normal life. I hope this is not another Aruna Shanbaug case that we have witnessed.

We have seen protests in every form at every place in support of the rape victim. Across nation, through media, TV, Radio, Newspapers, Internet.  We often considered ourselves safe in the company of our father, brother or any male friend. But now it’s all the more fearful as they might also be victims if they accompany us.

I pity to be a part of such a society where we have to protest to get the justice for any crime against humanity. Seven years of imprisonment for rape, is that what we call justice? If yes, I would like you to introduce yourself with Aruna Shanbaug again!!!

A lot of people support castration of such creatures. Do they guarantee that people with such sick mentality would not indulge in any kind of crime again?

We all know the trauma that a rape victim goes through, mentally and physically. And it’s exactly thousand times of what we think we know. If killing someone calls for Capital Punishment then it should be implemented for Rapists too. As when you kill someone you kill him/her/it once, but when a woman goes through the experience of rape; she is killed every minute with the haunted memories.

Every girl/women goes though eve-teasing, there always is at least one experience of feeling an external touch on the body with her will. We know how we hate it, even if it’s a few second long touch of someone on our body without our consent.

Capital punishment is too less for these people with sick mentality. Calling them animals would be insult to animals. I wish to chop off the hands and legs of rapist and leave them ‘alive’ in a desert. I know this is not possible, hence Capital punishment is the maximum and strictest that can be done. It would still instil some fear in these barbaric minds. Considering the fact that within few days of this barbaric act, there are numerous other cases that are coming into light; we need to have strict laws to have some control on these minds.

It should not be a “prove them guilty” scenario for the victim, rather should be “prove yourself innocent” for the accused. I wonder if amending the law is that difficult a task when the whole nation calls for it. Or is it true that rape is still not considered as serious a crime as corruption, scams or murder.

Someone asked me, why rape is not considered a serious crime. I said, may be because no mother or sister of any politician or policemen happen to go through the torture!

I would not want to bring politics into this, hence moving on with my point of view; I believe that we should raise our voices though whichever way we can. A lot of people consider Facebook activities as a waste, they do boast about their insensitive attitude by mocking at all those putting their views up. I however believe that every bit counts. I would continue to write and share what is there in my mind, it might affect someone else’s thought process. A huge population is feeling helpless and there is no harm in letting it out in whichever way you can. I pity those who are sitting on their computers and mocking others instead of extending their support. It is not just the police and politicians, it’s we society as a whole which need to work consistently towards bring our male child in such a way that they respect women than treating them as a commodity.

Today, I truly wish for this world to come to an end because the humanity and morality has lost its meaning. We have seen the Doomsday!

I demand NO MERCY for the rapists!

Being male is a matter of birth, being a man is a matter of age…but being a gentleman is a matter of choice. I hope parents now focus on bringing up good human beings than just bring up boys and girls.

PS. To all those who can think that they can lighten the atmosphere with their wit and jokes right now, please back off!!!

Being male is a matter of birth, being a man is a matter of age..but being a gentleman is a matter of choice!!

I

She struggled to live right from the moment she was born. They were all men who were after her life. Even her mother could not say a word when she was taken away to either bury alive or burnt alive. A girl child has always been a burden in an under-developed society. There is no count of how many girl children are killed before and after their birth. Though female foeticide is illegal in India and so is killing female child, but can we vouch for the fact that this law is being followed religiously????

No…we can’t. There still are some illiterate, uncivilized, brutal people who think that a girl is a burden. Amongst many illiterate men, unfortunately there are some women too.

Thanks to our ancestors for such bad gender ratio in India.

We have 933 girls in India per 1000 boys.

We have cases where old parents are sent to old-age homes, but we still want a son. Every year we are creating new records of rape and molestation cases in every part of India. These are being executed by the male specie…yet boys are great!! I am not including cases of robbery, fraud, theft etc , though they are male dominant, however now female intervention is towards the higher side as compared to the previous few years.

II

It was a chilly day in December when a female dog gave birth to 6 puppies. They were cute. Soon small kids from each corner of the locality started gathering to play with them. Some would bring food to feed them.

There were people who tried their best not to let winters affect those tiny pups and they succeeded. They had left an old blanket for them, which was the shelter for the female dog and her puppies. People who resided in the locality would feed them with warm milk, bread or chapatti every day. But one day while these puppies were playing in the play ground adjacent to the bushes where they resided, few teens came at high speeds on their bikes; apparently exhibiting some stunts. In the race to come first and become popular they dint realise when their bikes minced 2 pups. Since this accident, the female dog frantically kept her remaining 4 away from everyone else, even those who fed them initially. Few people tried to give some food to the pups as they grew weaker, but ended up in a clinic after the dog’s bite. Gradually situation worsened and those 4 pups kept dying one by one, cos of hunger and extreme cold.

III

Be it the golden era or the millennium era, a man has been known for his Casanova instinct. Playing with hearts and breaking them was a common phenomenon. And now when women have decided to walk alongside them in every sphere, they have problems. I would call it nothing but male ego, which make one shut his eyes and mouth for what a man has done. He makes a mountain out of a molehill if a woman outshines him….especially when he has been the victim.

Ok now coming to the point… I have encountered so many immature men of lately that I thought of bringing together my scattered thoughts to one place.

Read this Facebook status few days back from one of the persons whom I considered mature than the existing lot of his age group.

“All girls are basically in competition with each other for a handful eligible boys or men. I must say they are in league with each other, a secret conspiracy of hearts & pheromones. They have 2 faces that decide their mind. Head – They go for money. Tail – They go for money. Haha :-). So, supply of good girls far exceeds that of the boys who deserves them. Indeed true. Believe me”

I DISAGREE and DISLIKE….

First of all… all fingers of our hands are not the same and neither are all individuals.

Why do people come up with a statement directed to the whole lot? I know these statements arise mainly because of heartbreaks. Either one liked someone and was not paid much attention to or was simply fooled/hurt. But is that a reason to accuse the whole segment? Just because you still haven’t developed the sense of recognising these bad people and then don’t know how to deal with them, you would go on making statements for the whole lot. If men are such losers then they better accept it and work upon it rather than accusing women for the same. Section 2 simply depicts that we can’t cut ourselves from a particular segment if one person out of the lot has done something wrong. Human beings have brains so that they can think and judge, otherwise there wouldn’t be any difference between us and that female dog.

Second… Girls don’t have to indulge into competition; there are enough boys they can choose from.

Thanks to all the men mentioned in Section 1.

Third …usage of the word “supply” makes one feel as if a pimp is talking…

I wonder if men with such a thought process would remain bachelors for the rest of their lives or would they continue to pass such comments once they are married.

Are all men Dogs????

Inspite of all the reasons to say Yes, I would still say No. Just because of bad men…A few good men should not be ignored.

Fourth …There is nothing wrong in making such statements, but one should not generalise it cos even you wouldn’t want to pay for someone else’s sins. And if you are not mature enough to choose the right words…STAY OUT OF IT !!!!!

An Email

Something strange happened today…I suddenly felt so damn lonely that I dint even realise when a tear rolled out of my eye. And then there was a queue…one waiting after another it seemed. And reason?????

Well nothing…absolutely nothing…!!!

While I was trying to comprehend the reason behind this untimely flood, I don’t know why … but I wanted to talk to you. Though I could see you online, I know that you would not revert back. Hence, I dropped the idea to ping you on chat. I see that busy status of yours which mainly is for people to keep away while you are busy playing games online. I don’t understand what’s the point of even logging in then.

Anyway, that’s not the reason I am writing this email to you…the reason is that I am surprised with the fact that I want to talk to YOU right now…out of all those people in my phone contact list…my FB friends list…it’s the thought of talking to YOU which came in my mind when I wanted to do something to ease my disturbed mind.

Not sure if I should be sending this email to you or not… I’m sure you would think that I have misplaced some nuts n bolts of my mind. That precisely is one reason why I always stop myself from reaching out to you. The image that you proudly portray of a mean selfish guy…is something that makes me stop to discuss anything apart from common friends. Though I know, behind that mean n selfish veil resides a sensitive person. BUT the catch is…he is sensitive ONLY to those whom he wants to be sensitive towards.

Ok now my mood is alright…and I’m sure you must be fed-up of reading by now.

Good night for now…will continue eating your head tomorrow 😛

Mi kept thinking for 2 minutes and then added eM’s email id to the recipient address…she now wondered what to keep the subject as…she was not able to think of anything appropriate to justify the content of the mail, so she kept it blank. “So what, there are emails without subject also”, she tried to relax herself further. Now everything was set, her feelings were just a click away…..she kept hovering the mouse on the send button. This time she could clearly hear the voice of her 2 minds…one kept asking her to click, other kept denying the same. She took a deep breath closed her eyes…..another tear dropped. Moved the cursor to discard and clicked yes. She switched off the PC instead of shutting it down with due respect and went on to sleep with high music bursting her ear drums.

Rest I guess was a ‘good’ night for her, cos when in winters our skin becomes dry her eyes were moist.

Love

Today I saw and heard something on TV which made me wonder if such kind of Love still exists? There is a new reality show ‘The X Factor’ being aired on Sony. Though I agree that even the reality shows are scripted but the poise on the face of that Ricksaw driver was worth believing.

X Factor is a new show where people from different backgounds come on stage to sing and 3 judges select candidates on the basis of there performances. Today an auto driver came for an audition. When asked about his dream he said, “my wife wants to be a teacher in school and I want to earn enough to make her study for her dream to come true”. Was that real??? Well… I believe it to be!!!!

The Letter

I

Mi was not able to comprehend the way life works. It was in the middle of the night that she was sitting on her bed…. crying. When the whole world was sleeping, in the middle of the snores of her Dad she was trying to figure out why life turns her way to eM or why she sees/meets eM after every few turns of her life?

eM probably was one person on earth she loved immensely… its only that she did not get enough opportunities to express it to him. Neither was he interested in those findings. It’s been more than a decade for Mi and she still is not able to succeed in letting him go out of her mind and heart. She tried her best though and her friends helped her too, to forget eM.

It all started in adolescence, when she saw him for the first time. May be it was love at first site, cos if it had been a well decided ‘fall’; her efforts to come out of it would pay results too. Mi, in her innocent own ways tried to strike a conversation with eM many a times… to know him better and to let him meet the other side of her at the same time. Her continuous efforts were rather nagging for eM. He, the dude he was; made it very clear to Mi that she can’t force him to fall in love with her. Poor Mi, she never wanted to make it look like a ‘push’, she just wanted him to know about this weird girl who loved him like crazy, who waited for hours in the balcony just have a look at him…who would forget the world and dance if he happen to cross her way, who would just recognize eM even by his shadow, who just needed the company of eM to spend rest of her life without any demands, dreams and wishes, who would believe that all her wishes were answered if eM would happen to be in her life. She pulled herself back from his life and he made efforts too, to let her pull back. Like Mi, who would dial the number of her ‘silver lining’ without giving it a second thought during a dark/gloomy day; eM would either disconnect or ignore the call unintentionally. Mi never felt this insulted and helpless in her life as in those moments, when she thought that may be eM would pick the call up to make her smile during the bad day; his voice was enough for her. Mi kept failing in keeping him out of her mind, but eM succeeded in making her stop those efforts to be a part of his life.

Years passed by, eM initiated a conversation once…which led to a meeting too; making Mi more confused. By the time she would get a solution to this, she found herself believing that they both could be friends if not lovers. eM parted ways with her girlfriend and probably needed support of someone who would accept him the way he is. Soon Mi was informed about a new budding relationship, which came into existence even sooner. And then the vicious circle started again…of ignored calls and no responses. Mi dint complain and stopped at the cross road making him cross the road with the new found love of his life. When Mi was merely a contact number lying in his phonebook, she decided to take a step forward by ceasing all contacts and as she believed in Good-Byes, eM was informed about her decision.

And today, when she got a message from him she is not able to decide what to do. A friend asked her not to reply at all, the other asked her to behave as if she misplaced his number…Mi knew that if she followed any of it, she would be cheating to herself as for the fact it doesn’t matter if she has a saved number or not cos she remember his number by heart. Her mind instructed her to go with what friends said but heart questioned her if she could do this to him? She wondered what made him make that effort while she tried to divert the thoughts of calling him up. Sooner she surrendered and made a call which wasn’t picked; hence she left a message hoping for everything to be fine with him. There wasn’t any response as expected, but Mi was worried and prayed for things to be in place for him. As otherwise she wouldn’t have been contacted.

II

A day or two later Mi dialed up his number again with the surety of not being picked, but to her surprise it was answered. And that one voice which could bring her back from any blues said “Hello”. Mi wondered at her skills of not-being-able-to-ignore-eM but then she herself accepted the fact to her friend that she simply cannot do anything to ignore him moreover she wanted to be that one last hope for him if he happened to be in trouble. And there it was….trouble!!!!

eM played an action replay of all the events that took place during all these years of not talking and some of them were more than enough to give Mi a shock. eM lost his degree of Bachelor and was trying to be a good Master. But then difficulties confronted him and he found himself in the middle of the storm… alone. He was back from his Hell trip and was again at the verge of being a single. Mi was a little different this time as the thought of being taken for granted was troubling her. She for the fact knew that eM would never be there for her at the time of need and had an option to step back and disappear from the situation. Of course she opted for the other option of being there, with the thought that she would be ignored again anytime or may be once there is a girl in his life. But little did she know that She was the girl this time!!!!

Soon after this call they met and Mi was made to feel better by acknowledging each of her feeling. She was surprised but was happy to hear that. Soon the first meeting turned into second and the second into third and so on…

Though things were pacing up between the two, Mi made sure not to expect anything out of it cos she never trusted her stars. It was 14th Feb…The Valentine’s Day when she found out that a place has been reserved for her in her favorite restaurant for Lunch. She happened to reach on time to find eM waiting for her already. Though they dint say anything to each other about how they felt…though there were no gifts exchanged to make a mark of V-Day…though there were no questions, one thing was clear that Mi was the happiest person on earth and was thanking her stars for bringing eM back in her life.

 

III

Half a year went by and it was Mi’s birthday. eM did not wish her yet. “It must have skipped out of his mind in the midst of all office work.”, she thought to herself and smiled with the thought of punishment that she has decided to offer him. She was getting ready for the day. She wasn’t used to this attire at all…so she was wondering if eM would like it. But then, the Tom Boy she is; the salwar-kameez today would definitely be like a good change for her special day. She wore a pink Patiala salwar with white kameez, she adorned herself with some light ethnic jewellery and kohl for her eyes. Indian attire was eM’s favorite, with those blonde looks Mi took a risk of experimenting with it and looked beautiful. She drove off to his office with a bunch of Red Carnations at the back seat. She parked the car and before she could come out, she noticed him in the rear view mirror with some stuff…trying to open his car door. She got out quickly and opened the door for him. eM was taken aback with her presence and told her that he was thinking of meeting her in the evening as he had something important to talk about. Mi knew what that important ‘something’ was and gave him that look to relax. Before she could move back to her car to bring that bunch of red carnations she found someone standing next to her looking at both eM and Mi with a shock. It was eM’s wife Lucy, staring at Mi with those degrading looks. Lucy was about to say something when eM interrupted, “Lucy…you know Mi right?? She is here to collect the payment cheque of her dance troupe, which performed at our annual office meet. That’s how I got to meet her after a long time” and he smiled at both of them. He handed over an envelope to Mi, saying that it has the cheque. “Catch ya later Mi, we have a flight to catch in few hours…going for a much needed vacation you know after a prolonged fight”, he winked at Lucy with a smile who responded by hugging him tight with a peck on his lips. Mi was not able to collect all that was happening in front of her…she had no clue about the humiliating way Lucy looked at her…she had no clue how Lucy came in picture….she had no clue if it was a dream or a reality!!!

The couple said bye to Mi and went off…Mi did notice the smirk on Lucy’s face while she turned her back at Mi along with her Husband. Mi slowly dragged herself to her car, where she found the Red Carnations at the back seat. She pulled the bunch out and kept it at the space eM’s car was parked. She then noticed the envelope in her hand that eM gave. It had something other than a cheque…she took that off. It was a letter, eM’s letter…

Dear Mi,

I don’t know if I have the courage to admit this to you or not…that’s the reason I am taking shelter of this letter.

All these months spent with you were delightful and would always be fresh in my memory. You are a lovely girl and I still wonder how can you love someone selfish, ignorant, and arrogant like me? But you do…and if you think I don’t know about it then let me tell you that I do. I appreciate each and every effort that you made in last few months as every effort made Lucy come closer to me. As you know me and Lucy had a big fight, Lucy went to her parents place after that and was not ready to come back. I made every possible effort but nothing changed. Then I tried to make her feel jealous by being with you, as I knew there would be someone giving her all updates about me. So, if I spend time with you she would get the news that I am spending time with a girl. She would feel insecure and might give me another chance if she loves me…which I was sure she does.

Now as she is back in my life, I might not be able to spend the same amount of time with you as I used to…infact I might not be able to keep in touch much…you know how girls and their insecurities are…She is no different, infact is steps ahead of many…hope you understand sweety! : )

Thank You for being there in my life when I did not have the courage to reach out to anyone else. I am sorry for not informing you about this as I thought you might disagree to play this act to bring her back…and you were my only hope…

I hope you would forget me for this…you are a sweetheart I know…

Take Care and Thanks a tonn,

eM

Mi wondered whether she should be happy or sad about this certificate of her efforts which apparently was her first gift on her 30th Birthday…