Bunch of Thoughts!!

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Trying to elaborate the thought process that every now and then starts in my mind.

Sometimes,

When you are totally alone.

Environment is calm,

But peace in your heart gets blown.

Responsible are a bunch of sweet thoughts.

Initially,

They pretend to be your friends.

But as you try to catch them,

They seem out of your hands.

These are a bunch of naughty thoughts.

You get upset,

You get disturbed.

But they enjoy you agony,

They feel privileged.

These are a bunch of cruel thoughts.

Suddenly a few like me,

Finally decide to put them in shackle of words.

Now it’s your time to laugh,

And they start crawling backwards.

These are a bunch of coward thoughts.

Sometimes, we succeed,

And grab an innocent one.

But only the victim comes to know,

That it was a lucky one.

This was the lucky one, from bunch of my thoughts.

The Necessity of Raavana!!

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If you are a part of Indian soil, Raam and Raavana are one of the first mythological characters you come across early in your life. And I am no exception. Ram has been taught to be the symbol of Good, while Ravana, the symbol of Evil. In fact we celebrate the festival of Dushahera by burning the idols off Raavana to symbolize victory of Good over Evil. But being a complete package of ‘if’s and ‘but’s, few questions about these two characters often cross through my thought process. I am a strong believer f the fact that anything or anyone that survives on earth is a two sided coin. No one is entirely good, and no one is totally bad. My question is simple though: Was Raavana all Bad?

Those who know even little bit of mythology, know the fact that ram was avatar of lord Vishnu, while Raavana a common resident of earth. If we compare them with the practical life, we can say that Ram was god gifted, with a good empire to look after; while Ravana, son of a saint had nothing than a parental ashram. But Ram perhaps had no further dreams whatsoever to fulfill, except to govern a state; as he had nothing much to achieve with a good wife, loving siblings, and a respecting state men. But Raavana had dreams; dream of achieving prosperity and power, which that time was just meant for kings and businessmen. I don’t think there was anything wrong in it. In order to fulfill his dreams he worked hard, acquired knowledge, power and became a supreme power. Such powerful that even few Gods feared of him (according to stories), and God himself has to come to earth so as to handle him.

Raavana can be viewed as a satisfied person because he used to rule Lanka and didn’t have much intensions of world victory (On contrary, Ram did a Aswamedh Yagya, and his men fought his sons, Lav and Kush). Every epic supports self respect and courage. Raavan showed the courage of standing against the God even, when it came to his self respect, He dared to kidnap Sita, Ram’s Wife just to teach him a lesson for the wrong done to his sister by Laxman, his brother. Okey, this step might an eye-raiser for many, but Laxman’s act too can’t be justified; but here I want to draw attention towards Raavana’s dare. During the course of fourteen years he never ever touched Sita that shows how much learned person he was.

Raavana at all is a symbol of hard work, dedication, power, desire, knowledge and courage. Even some greediness is justified with such qualities in him, because after all he was not a GOD, he was man. Even saints likes “Parashuram” were greedy of their power.

Here, I am not trying to condemn Ram, because he is after all he is said to be the part of supreme power that governs this world, and might me some of his wrong acts, be out of the understandings of a normal being like me, but I just support the respect, one should have for the Raavana. Raavana indeed becomes more practical n the real world today. To survive in the environment of cut-throat competition, one needs to possess all these positive qualities of Ravana. Today Raam kind of people are rare or a kind of endangered species, who had everything from birth, except greed. But there are people, huge in numbers, who have dreams but lack in dedication towards it and courage to handle the obstacles. So, I admire the necessity of learning from the Raavana-that is Good!!

A courageous CALL!!

Death is the only true thing in the LIFE. But only a few people have courage to accept that. This poem is composed by my grandfather who is nearly 72 years old. This shows the courageous feelings for yama. I salute you grandpa for having such courage.

O Yama!
How much cruel you are;
Come welcome to you.
Don’t be merciful towards me.
Having deadly dark color,
With open mouth,
Showing all your sharp teeth,
Wearing dark color clothes.
At the dark midnight,
When everyone sleeps,
Come-come with your deadly arms.
I will wait you with holy courage;
And I will fight with you,
That will be the last fight.
I am to wait for you,
Come soon, come soon!!

Time repeats itself, but this isn't any way!!

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It was raining this afternoon and I was sitting with my Dadaji in the veranda of my home. Sharing some time with him gives me two things. One, a privilege to learn something from his life, his struggles; and the other, a satisfaction and happiness that I am relieving him of his boredom which is a common thing in this age and absence of Dadi, has increased his loneliness. While our talks, I came to know that one of Dadaji’s old clients, Labdhamal passed away few months back. I knew him since my childhood. I still remember the days when his elder brother Mohandas used to gift breads and toasts at home, selling which was his only livelihood. After he passed away, Labdhamal took over the case. Mohandas’s breads were replaced by just a paan for Dadaji. This paan was the the only thing he used to pay as a lawyer’s fee, but Dadaji never demanded anything more from him. Still everyone from my family has sympathy for him. All I knew about him that he was a poor guy with a family to look after. As I was free and so was Dadaji, I asked him to tell more about the case which is still hanging even after about 40 odd years. Here is a kind of summary of what he told me about the case and hence life of Labdhamal’s family.

After India’s independence, Labdhamal’s relative RamLaal came to India and settled there business in Satna. After few years Labdhamal’s father Sundarlaal, too came India with his family and began to work under Ramlaal. Ramlaal gave them a small house to reside, which was usually a servant’s room behind his big home. After Sundarlaal passed away, his wife urged Ramlaal for registery of that small house on their name. (With registry on your name, you become the owner of that particular land). Though Ramlaal agreed on this, but his son Suraj played a trick and got his name on the registry of that home. No one came to know this until Ramlaal passed away and Suraj send notice to Sundarlal’s family to leave the house. Though legally Suraj was true, but Sundarlal’s family refused to do so. By the time, the elder brother of Sudarlal’s family Shyamdas who was 14 that time took the responsibility on him, and started selling chocolates. Suraj filed a case against Shyamdas and won it comfortably even from high-court. Still Shyamdas refused to evacuate the house, as they were not in the condition to adjust anywhere else. Dadaji took over the case in 1969, and since then he succeeded to hang the case somewhere for some or the other reasons and the family is still living in the same home. However, as the time passed, their condition just went worse, to say the least. Shyamdas passed away in 1980’s. Few years later Mohandas (second of the three brother’s) passed and now Labdhamal, the youngest brother. And now the eldest son, Ramesh, who took the family responsibility, is Mohandas’s son who is jst 14!! There are still one brother, three widows and 3-4 elder sisters above 18 to marry. Girls in the family work as lady tailor, and Ramesh has recently started selling chocolates, at the age of 14. Time , perhaps has repeated itself again. LIFE AT TIMES, GET IRONICAL!!!!!!

There are circumstances, there are lives, about whom its better to comment nothing, neither good, nor bad. Such lives won’t end, for nothing can purify all the hearts of the world. Bad hearts will continue to exist in the same way as the good ones exist.

IT’S HUMAN….BEST OF ALL & WORST OF ALL!!