Brave – Indeed.

Zalpuri – I forgot his First name but he was one of the kinds. The one kashmiri munda whom i found gutsy enough to fight with terrorists to save his father’s life. I had an oppurtunity to meet this fellaw in one of my tutions where he unfolded his story for which he recieved “BRAVERY AWARD”. He was 13 yrs old at that time. My first day in this tution, his friend asking me — Are you new to this class? I gave him a weired look which i use to give till date to strangers and then he turned to Mr. Zalpuri
Hey is she new in this class? Well my dear friend asked me later why you behave so stupid sometimes? I have no answer till date for this question.

He was in his home watching Mahabharata with the whole family when the terrorists attacked. He went to poja room with his dad where he put him in one of the cup boards. He was about to finish the locking part when the terrorists entered the room and asked him about his father. He said i was dead scared at that time because the lock was moving to and fro like a clock’s pendulum and i knew that my smartness will either save me and my father or  ….

But he escaped this. And the whole family shifted to Jammu later. He was still trying to hide from those people and i told this story to my mom who was a school teacher – same school where he got himself admitted in that year. Yes he used to cahnge his school every year which i came to know later. Mom went to his class room and narrated the whole story to his class – And later in the afternoon he met me and said – This was not done my friend.

And till date i have no clue where he went?
I still carry this regret of my life – WHY I DID THAT?

hey his name is – Lokesh Zalpuri :)

Spiritual side of me :)

OM

The power of OM has been experienced by the ones who chant that on a daily basis. I too used to do it and it feels great. Chanting is a medium to flush out at least I can say the inner weaknesses and makes you feel strong and stronger from within. I have taken deeksha from my Guru maa long back in 9th std. but I was never interested at that time. I was a child and was unable to understand such things even my GURU MAA said it twice that don’t leave it. You will go far in this but I never ever used to believe. My mom failed lot of times in making me understand to worship lord on a daily basis but somehow her answers were unable to attract attention towards Almighty but I knew that again it should come from inside and not forcefully. My mom is a follower of RAM and she used to tell me chant only RAM and I am a firm believer of GOD – 1 and only 1 Give it any name and don’t give it also. It will still be the same. So I used to chant only OM till my mom took me to another place and that place was awesome which I realized later.

So people, here it goes – You prepare a wish list for yourself or for someone else, and have a firm belief that it will be fulfilled and you fix up the time but don’t get disheartened if you don’t get them fulfilled by the time you fixed up for that – Trust me it works. I prepared some 10 wishes for myself and out of that long list 2 wishes have been completed till now. And the guru mantra is to chant the below 1 line on a daily basis for half an hour. Start with 20 minutes. It works J and today morning I saw that it’s been used in a song as well. Song seems to be good. GURU MANTRA IS BELOW:

NAMYO HO RENGE KYO”

And the organization where I used to go was nice. People used to share their experiences and how their wishes have been fulfilled. They cry , they weep a lot when they start only to end up in a smile and believe me that smile is straight from the heart or you can say soul.

MY FIRST FIR!!!!

14th Feb – Yesterday i was planning to move to a friend’s place. We were planning to see some movies and yes lunch together. She’s an amazing cook and i am not  :(

So i had to travel through local mumbai train. I was standing in the queue to get my ticket and there was this small girl – 15 yrs old  standing  next to me in queue. From opposite parallel queue 1 guy was looking at both of us.  First I  paid no attention and then i switched on my mobile and was listening to some of my fav. songs.

Then i found out that my 600 rupees are gone. I thought i dropped it somewhere but then where, i just couldn’t recollect, i took my ticket and started to leave. At that time this guy who was checking both of us came and asked – Aapke paise chori hue hain kya? i said yes and was like My God how this guy knows about it??? He told me that girl was trying to take out your money. I searched for that girl and caught her by her hand and took her out. i asked her not to lie to me played all tantrums but she was not ready to accept that she has taken money but her facial expressions said that she had. I tried by all means but she was not ready to accept and was so confident that i thought may be she has given money to some other member of her group.

 I took her to police station and the lady inspector checked and found out the money. She slapped her so hard - I was like my god and if its a girl i have some other concerns as well. So i asked that lady to leave her as she was the only child of her parents and was merely 14 or 15. But she was not ready to. She said if you want to help – Help those who are in need and not people like this.

She made me lodge an FIR against that girl. She will be taken to child custody and will be taught good things as she told me. Meanwhile i was finishing all these formalities, i saw 1 man coming inside, everyone saluting him. He went inside near that girl and looked her from top to bottom unaware of that i was checking on him too. He slapped her hard. I was seated, i don’t know what made me to get up from my seat. I wanted to ask him how can you slap a child??? i was unable to and after sometime i left.

This was my first FIR and my parents scolded me again for not paying attention in a place like Mumbai. I am like :(

Now i have to go to Kalyan court to take back my precious amount. Yes it is precious – Recession hai bai :)

Meri maaa pyari maaa – mummaa!!!

“Kankar pathar jod ke masjid liyo banaye

ta chadi mulla baang de kya behra hua khudaye”

 

“Paathar pooje hari mile to main pujun pahaad

taase to chakki bhali jiska pisa khaye sansaar” 

 

My mom prays daily for 2 hrs in the morning and 2 hrs. in the evening. i wonder what she prays for?? i asked her once why you disturb Lord so much. Woh kabhi darshan dene aa jayenge. She just smiles and tells me when you will have kids and family, you will come to know at that time. Right now you won’t be able to… So i am thinking — I want to pray or i want a family???? Deep thought – isn’t it? hehehe..

Sweet Memories

Yesterday I got an unexpected call from my younger sis – The one thing which i am thankful to God for. She is my little kiddo sweetheart. So this post is dedicated to her. She is a true libran – Now i leave this up to you to decide how a libran is? So yesterday evening i was free as always and i decided to blackmail this kiddo emotionally and she is in Manchester all alone and I am here in this room in Mumbai. And when i was in my first year of engineering i decided
not to go to Jammu – my birth place and which i regret always as i wanted my birth place to be Kashmir. So PL time i have decided no this time I am going to study…. All my other batchmates packed their luggage and were planning to leave for their Gaanv (Village)(Maharashtran people call Delhi as gaanv too)
I was there with this other kashmiri girl who left for REC jammu later – Deepashu. And in the evening i got a letter from my kiddo sis – Yaar tu to wahan lagta hai set ho gai hai, muje bhool gayi hai and main yahan akeli hun. I can do anything for my little sis as i love her a lot. I packed my luggage and told Deepashu that keep this thing secret and if my parents call up tell them i am studying or something else till i reach there. But like a typical kashmiri babe this girl puked out everything when my parents called up and my surprise visit was gone. I reached and my dad scolded me like hell :( and in the end i was happy that i made myself available for my dear sis. And then with a broad smile on my face i went up to her and asked her – Dekha main tere liye aai tell me kya hua hai tuje. She said – Chi tu abhi bhi vaisi hi hai, tu badhli nahi abhi tak.. i was just checking out have you changed or not???? Mera bada se smile ka bada sa kachra ho gaya…..
Yesterday our conversation went like this.
Shilpa : Hi moti kya kar rahi hai?
Shaila : Kuch nai yaar tuje yaad kar rahi hun… Mere phool se bache..
Shilpa : Haan meri kaanton si mummy muje bhi teri yaad aa rahi hai and main aa rahi hun March main and fir maza     karenge… Ab badi duniya dekh li ab main
  vapis aana chahiti hun and no friends only family – well she realised it yippie :)
Shaila : yaar mere se bahut badi galti ho gai yaar tuje bachpan main tang kiya hai maine… woh kathak wali baat bulti nahi yaar lagta hai ganga snaan karna padega
  apne paap dhone ke liye. Well this will tell you later.
Shilpa : Abhe tu bhuli nahi abhi tak main to bhool gayi thi tu hamesha yaad kyon dilati hai… Ganga main snaan karne se kuch nahi hoga — ganga gandhi ho jaayegi
  tere paap bahut hain :) firse yaar tang aa gai hun dekhli duniya koi apna nahi hai…
Shaila : I was waiting for this chance only…. I was like – Abhe main huna… I love you more than i love my parents…
Shilpa : Abhe tu to senti ho gai…

Line went dead… Main sach main hee senti ho gai which i realised it later…. Vaise main bahut kam senti hoti hun and jab hoti hun tab buri tarah se hoti hun.
Then she calls up again and we discussed general topics because hum dono senti ho gai the…. :)

This kathak story goes like this – When i was a kid my mom asked me whether you want to go for skating or kathak? Well kathak – kabhi nahi hip hop hota to alag baat thi so i opted for Skating but in the end i landed up in that kathak class :( with my younger sis and in the matador i used to stay silent as i liked to enjoy the view of those kacha pakka jammu ke raste… and she used to ask me – Tu chup kyon ho jaati hai…baat karna mere saath… and then again
i look at her and again silence…she understood that i am in no mood of chatting with anyone. We had this kathak classes every alternate days – Tuesday, thursday and saturday. One thursday she misplaced her 50 p coin which we used to get for matador kiraya… And i left her all alone – i asked her to walk till home and i was in this good matador again enjoying those jammu ki sadken… And rehari chungi – i see this chota baby is drinking water as she felt thirsty
walking all alone…. My home was quite far from the place where both of us learnt Kathak.

Now i realise how i was and i pray – GOD please forgive me for this dreadful thing which i did that time… SHIT i was very bad..hopeless case.

Well kiddo i love you and will take care of you till i die :) Ab to sahi senti ho gaya …yeh time woh royegi zaroor ;) … This is the saza for
that Ganga wala thing….Maine zyada paap nahi kare hain  :P

How true???????

This is my first post so wanted to start it from something which had such an impact on me that i still remember it but time changes its course. This is a story and please dont relate it to my personal life as i got several comments from my dumb friends abhe tere saath to nahi hua yeh wah wah doston akal ladane ke liye shukriya…First time when i read it i was unable to sleep in the night and now i ask myself how true it can be???????? So this story was published in some local magazine which mom used to buy – Sarita or something. I don’t remember the name now but i remember the contents of that story. Well the story goes like this ——>

There was a girl by the name ‘Nazia’  who was a very simple girl and not outgoing at all. She was forced by her parents to attend some classes so that she can learn something and leave this planet earth with that 1 asset which she was going to learn in those classes. But to our utter surprise she had a major tragedy now what is that just read on to find it out.

Nazia fell in love with a guy – ‘Nalin’ but was unable to express and Nalin was unable to express it too. And in between Mukul proposed to that girl  and the simple lady said yes unaware of what the future is going to bring. She was merely 16 at that time. They both started to enjoy life and one fine day Mukul told her to meet at some friend’s place as they were going to celeberate her 16th birthday. There she was caught by his friends and they tried to misbehave with her. She started crying and said that i am going to complain it to Mukul and well yes you are right. This whole plot was laid by Mukul. She was gang raped. Noone can really understand the plight which she might have gone through but her parents helped her to come out of all this and yes there she got married. On the wedding night she was in a dilemma as to whether she should tell her husband about this or not. If yes – then what and if no – then what. So she finally decided to see first how her husband is and may be later she can tell it to him. So like a typical hindi movie this guy removes the ghunghat and oh i forgot to mention she has not yet seen him. She looks up to find out that guess………..

This was Nalin. She wept. Nalin told her that he knew from the very first day that Mukul’s intentions were not good but then got late to tell her and he just knew what happened with her. But at the same time he loved her so much that he married her. This is a happy ending as usual like a typical hindi movie but if u ask me —- I will say guys and girls think very differently about this physical intimacy. And i don’t think any guy can accept that his lady has been physically involved with someone else or for that matter if its rape too where as they enjoy life as and when they get their opportunities….. I think this is very untrue well well well I am talking about India :)