When GOD came under the shadow of THE WALL

I have watched both Sachin and Dravid playing together.

I remember when people used to vacate stadiums and switch off their television sets, as soon as Little Master used to get out. Sometime, I believe, he was greater than the game and no surprise, he was termed as “God” by his fans and frenzy media.

Then there was Dravid, a different set of player a different character, mostly silent, calm and composed, not that much in limelight or in controversies, having orthodox classical batting style and techniques with less flamboyance.

In terms of popularity and fan following, I don’t have a tinge of doubt, that Sachin surpassed Dravid with huge margin.

Credit: Wisden India

Few days back the result of a poll conducted by Wisden India caught my imagination, and I think it will catch yours as well. The Poll was to know who is/was the greatest Test Player of India in last 50 years. When the result finally came out, it was Mr. Dependable who saw off Little Master by fair margin!

Both of the players were my favourites and I am not going to draw any conclusion out of this poll, however it certainly helped me to understand that perseverance, hard-work, patience, discipline and working in background doesn’t always get unnoticed.

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Soldiers: Aren’t we?

Many among my readers must have noticed that writing poetry is dear to me and more often than not I come up with some of them on myriad topics. For poetry you need emotions as well as words to express those emotions. Whatever has happened in the late night of 15^th of June, when we were taking our deep sleeps, in Laddakh must be known to all of us by now. 20 of our brave soldiers attained the Veer Gati or the Supreme Sacrifice, just to protect our mother land, so that we can enjoy freedom, we can enjoy slumber.

I wanted to write something for them, some poetry to express my gratitude to those who laid their life selflessly and those who are still fighting in inhuman conditions, of which we can’t even think of. I am unable to write anything. My emotions overpowers me. I am overwhelmed. Words are missing. No… No… I am not that emotional who cry on any petty issues, not that I pretend to be strong but it is somewhat natural to me to subsume pain and sufferings without much expressing them. But this incident has taken the better of me. I am unable to move out of the loss that we had suffered in terms of the life of our brave hearts. Though, I am not despondent. I know our soldiers fought bravely and the belligerent must have tasted how it feels to mess with us, however I must say that this is not the war on border only. We all need to fight the war and we all need to identify ourselves as soldiers.

One of the clamorous emerges after every scuffle with China is to boycott the Chinese Products, which also make huge sense to me. Each year we have a trade deficit of more than $50 billion dollars with China, this simply means we are gifting this amount to China each year. Sometime the number doesn’t reveal unless expanded.

$50 billion dollars= $50,000,000,000= 38,18,37,50,00,000.00 INR

This is just like sending money to the enemy so that they can be more prepared to attack us, kill us.

What can we do, we are too small a party?

Of course, Chinese items are cheaper, they may have more feature than other products or may have superior quality. But I along with my family members have decided that my freedom, sovereignty of the nation and the Pride of being a Bhartiya is not that cheap, I will try to fight in my limited capacity, but with full might that I will not use any product which is made in China. I along with one of the grass-root organization has decided that we will mobilize our locality and will set a bonfire on coming Sunday of large number of Chinese goods collected from each home in our vicinity. I appeal to you please don’t let subside this anger and resentment that you must have right now and if it is normal at your end then you seems to have already achieved the highest perfection of life that Moksha.

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मेरी चचेड़ी बहन है. नाम है अभव्या. हम घर में उसे राधा के नाम से बुलाते हैं. है बहुत मासूम,बस 6 साल की. आप सोच रहे होंगे कि इस उम्र में सब मासूम ही होते हैं . बात भी कुछ हद तक सही ही है. पर मैंने कल उससे जुडी एक किस्सा सुना, 3-4 महीने पहले का. मासूमियत का पुख्ता सबूत मिला. आप भी सुनकर ही तय कीजिये.

हुआ यूँ कि उसको घर में कम और अड़ोस पड़ोस में घूमने में बड़ा मजा आता है. और हरेक सजग माता पिता की तरह मेरे चाचा चाची को यह ज़्यादा पसंद नहीं आता. शाम हुई नहीं कि पापा को कहने लगती है चलिए न मिश्रा अंकल के यहाँ या खन्ना अंकल के यहाँ! कारण यह है कि वहाँ उसे अपनी उम्र के बच्चे मिल जाते हैं तो मन लगा रहता है

चाचा ने बताना शुरू किया कि सामान्यतया इसको सर्दी हो जाती है इसलिए मैंने इसको बताया था कि एक ही शर्त पे ले जाऊंगा कि जब भी कोई खाने को कुछ भी दे तो लेना नहीं है. अब बच्चों को कोई चॉकलेट ऑफर करे तो आप समझ सकते हैं कितना मुश्किल हो सकता है मना करना. पर चाचा ने बताया राधा पुरजोर तरीके से हरबार डटी रहती. जब भी उसे कोई कुछ भी ऑफर करता तो वह कुछ भी नहीं लेती थी. चाचा ने बताया कि उन्हें राधा के इस दृढ निश्चय पर बड़ा गर्व होता. पर लोग उनसे शिकायत करने लगे कि शायद आप ही उसको सीखा कर लाते हैं इसलिए वो कुछ भी नहीं लेती. चाचा ने सिरे से इस आरोप से इंकार किया. फिर एक दिन चाचा ने राधा से कहा कि जब कोई दो-तीन बार लगातार पूछे तो ले लेना चाहिए, नहीं तो सामने वाले को बुरा लगेगा. राधा ने इसको ज्यों का त्यों लिया.

अगले दिन चाचा खन्ना अंकल के यहाँ गए. खन्ना ऑन्टी ने इस बार भी राधा को आइस क्रीम के लिए पूछा. राधा ने पहली बार मना किया, दूसरी बार मना किया. जब ऑन्टी ने तीसरी बार पूछा तो राधा ने अपना चेहरा चाचा की तरफ करके पूछा..पापा तीन बार हो गया अब ले लूँ!!!

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