Just One Call

Rohan, a young introvert guy in his late twenties was very excited that day. He was kind of a person who usually didn't like to go out and would rather prefer to stay in his shell, confined within his self restricted boundaries at his home. However, he was very excited since last night as he was going to see his niece after a long time.

He missed her last birthday and couldn't even visit her during Diwali even though his sister kept insisting to come home. Early morning he packed his bag before going to office. He had bought few toys for his niece to play with and took it to office from where he had to go directly to railway station to catch his train.

It was around 3:30 when he left from office. He would have missed the train on any other day but the train was already running 1 hour late. He stepped inside the cab he had called in for dropping him to station and eased himself.

"Jeena yha marna yha.. iske siwa jana kha..." one of his favourite song rang in his phone. He slipped his hand inside the pocket and took out his phone. "Hello, mummy" he answered "yes, say".

"Where are you? Why are you not picking up the call?" his mother seemed concerned.

"Where should I be? I told you, I am going to Kanchan's home and on my way to railway station," he answered in his natural rude tone.

Startled at the rude reply of her beloved son, her mother said, "I know that. It's already 4:00 pm and you are still on your way. What if you will miss your train? Can't you leave at time? Why do you always get late?"

Rohan quickly replied, "Why do you worry so much all the time? I am not a kid anymore. I know how to do things. Don't you tell me every now and then, what to do and what to not."

Hurt by his rudeness, mother disconnected the phone. She had never imagined that the same boy for whom she faced all the adversaries of life to make him successful would treat her this way one day. She promised herself not to call him again. But as they say, no matter how much rude you are or how much mistakes one makes, the mother can't be upset with her children for long.

She called him again to enquire if he had caught the train but he didn't answered at first. When she didn't get any return call for next five minutes, she got very tensed for his well being. She kept calling him again and again. She was getting more and more restless, her heartbeats seemed to be in a sprint. In a span of hardly 10 odd mins, she had called for almost 50 times.

Rohan, at the other hand, waiting in queue at the station entrance had no idea what his mother was going through. Annoyed at the repetitive calls he had put his phone on silent mode. It was only after boarding the train, he put his luggage in shelf above, eased himself, took out his phone and rang back her number.

"Yes, why do you get so worried mom? I have reached and caught the train in time. Look it's hardly been half an hour and you have called around 100 of times." He said to her in a comparative softer tone. She, still struggling to slow down her beats, angry with him at the same time for not answering calls said, "You will never understand me. You just keep hurting me this way or that way. The time when you will have your own children, I will see and then ask you the same question. You think I.........." she couldn't continue further.

"Sir, wake up. We have reached the station. Hurry up else you will miss the train" cab driver shook him.

"What? Where am I? I am still in cab, for how long have I been asleep." He said struggling to gain his consciousness.

"Sir, it's been half an hour since we were stuck in this traffic jam. I guess you fell asleep and had a dream", the driver replied.

He stepped outside cab and rushed towards the entrance. He took out his phone to check if there was any call from anyone. There were no calls, no messages apart from few ad-promos from telemarketing companies. As the excerpts from his latest (last) conversation with his mother kept flashing in his mind, he realized it's been almost 3 months since her mother left her for good. There was going to be no repeated calls, no irritating pampering from his mother anymore. People would be around him; his family, his friends, his colleagues all are going to be with him at one or other point of time but there would be no divine thing like motherly love and care.

As he sat on his train birth, he took out his phone once again and kept staring at its blank screen. He just wished that it's screen flashes again with his mother number. All his life so far, when she was around him he used to be irritated with little things. He did had love for her mother but didn't had the  guts to express her. Somewhere deep in his heart he used to understood why his mother does things she does but it's the fact that he used to get irritated with all the pampering and care she did for him. Now when she was not around him anymore he wished for all those things once again and to tell her how much he loved her. He wished he get one more call, just one more call.......................

One wish

Today is a special day for my mother, for me and for my family. It is the day when a beautiful soul arrived in this world and influenced everyone around her. It is the day when my mother took her first breath in this world. The day should be and had always been the most auspicious day of my life but I was so dumb and self-indulged that it took me too long to celebrate it. It is not like that I never knew about it but it was my cold hearted behaviour towards my mother that I never cared enough about it.

There were few times when I did thought of doing something for mother to make it memorable but I couldn't even give her a proper wish leave apart any celebration. It might be might reserve nature or the environment I have been brought up all these years. After all these years and series of failure to celebrate here I am, writing this and realising how many times I have missed the opportunities to give her a good day. I now regret for all the things I had done (which I shouldn't have) and those I hadn't (which I should have).

As I woke up this day, I just wished she were here with me. As long as she was alive all those years, she couldn't have a better memory but now when she is not here every year we are gonna miss her on her birthday. This is how life is you don't realise the value of things and people unless you looss them.

I know there is no point in thinking of all these things, as they are not going to change the fact that she is no longer with us. She has gone to a probably better world or taken new birth where she don't have to face all the struggles of life again. Now, all I can wish is that (if reincarnation does happen as written in Shastras) wherever she is, she get all the happiness. Happiness and all the joys which she couldn't get in this life.

May God give me one more chance to serve her one day in whatever form of life she takes her re-birth.

DONT PITY US........

Hmmm well its been a long time since my last update as I was looking for an important event to occur in my life, then I decided to look in my surrounding to find a worthy one to mention here.... Having no idea whether you, my readers find it good one or not; I assume it as worth mentioning....
The last day I was at my friends house in Delhi. As my friend has left in the morning for his office and we have planned to meet at Red Fort in afternoon, it was around 12 that I got up from the bed and after getting ready I was at bus stop to catch my buys for old delhi... Struggling amongst the crowd to get a seat in the bus like a sun rays piercing through the dense vegetation of savannah forest to fall on the ground, I did managed to get some place to ground my feet in bus; if not the space enough on seat to rest my bums.... With earphone in my ears busy in listening music I suddenly got a jolt as the bus stopped at next... Few more passengers also boarded on already filled vehicle.. Among them were two child ren hardly 10-12 yrs age with short of clothes even to cover their body well in these cold winter days with garbage bags on their shoulders. It seems like they have not bathed for days and didn't had good for few days... As unlike most of others looking them with despise, I was trying to understand their state feeling pity for themselves... At the next moment one of them asked me not to pity at him, if I am doing so. The ten year old bay said," hey Sir, if you can't help us to came out of this situation in anyway, then please dont pity on us... As without your pity feeling we are just brave enough to face all these tough situation, its only your sympathy without doing anything that makes us vulnerable to adversities of life. So from the next time whenever you see anyone like us just leave him alone to fight the battle rather than making him week if you can't help him....
relating to incident we also found several such photos depicting adversity of life in various forms on social networking site.... We like them without thinking for a moment not because e can help them but just to show our friends that how good a heart we have got to show feeling for them... My simple question to all is that if we pity so much ob them then why we think hundred time even to donate a rupee to beggers we meet on our way daily to colleges, school,offices and all......
As a philosopher wisely said "A good thought if not turn into an action is nothing but a waste of time and brain"

Independence day memories

Sitting in the room after a short trip from chandigarh to delhi, I was just thinking about the way of utilizing the knowledge that I gained in my induction programme and suddenly I got slept. After few hours when I woke up, there was no one. Being a hot weather I thought that all members have gone on the roof, I followed them. While climbing up on the stairs suddenly a kite just strike on my head and I look up, there was standing my little 4 year old cousin who doesnt even know how to pronounce kite correctly but still enjoying it while watching so many flying kites in the sky on independence day.... All this incidence in a span of few minutes had just made me recall some of, my best memories from my childhood, which perhaps I think have been buried somewhere in my heart in the race of cruel world where everyone is trying to get ahead of others...
just ten years ago when we were in our thirteenth there used to be huge excitement among children days before the independence day.. At school students with their teachers used to prepare no. of cultural programs depicting age old culture and the story of freedom fighters... Early in the morning children of all schools with national flag in hand could be seen marching to a common playground and shouting freedom slogans; the event known as PRABHAT FERI. After that sweets distributed among children.. Then after returning to home with kite in one hand and CHARKHI in another one children rush to fly colorful kites high above in the sky and just get forget all other things in the zeal..
Don't know where all that cute lovely way of enjoying childhood has lost but that should surely be searched by removing the dust of time which has covered them somewhere deep in the heart.

TENSE OF NERVES AND JOY

                                                                                                                                  June8,2007

Hi friends I am again here to share some more moments with you. The day was very pleasant. Today I woke up early in the morning not that I have changed my habits but the day was somewhat special for me as today my 12th class result was going to come. My family was very nervous and they were also making me tensed. The result was supposed to be announced by 10:30a.m. but everyone knew that it was not going to come before 1:00p.m. After praying to god for good result, I moved out with my friends for seeing the result in cyber cafe. The cafe were tightly packed and everyone was looking tense but some were unaffected by the condition. My mom had called me several times to know if the reasult had come. finally there was a shout "Hey I got the first division." In the next moment everything was changed some were happy but others were dejected as they have to wait for one more year to enter in the college life. My best friend got honours. Now I was eagerly looking for my result and becoming more and more nervous. At the next moment I saw my friends congratulating me for my result. I realised that I had got a place in state merit list with honours. All my acquaintance rejoiced on my this achievement. My mother was very happy. It was because of her efforts that after getting admission in top agricultural university, I also got a top place in state merit. Role of my school teacher is also to be credited. Till evening persons came to congrats me and I was unable to express my feelings. In next some days I was busy in awards functions and for the first time in my life I also named in the newspaper. It was my wish to came in merit list and finally it came true. Thanks to my family, teachers, and last but not the least my god who has given me courage to face all difficulties.

A REALLY GOOD MORNING

  June6, 2007

  It was 8a.m. in the morning when I suddenly heard the voice of my friend. "Raju- Raju woke up"." What happened,"I reply from the bed. "Hey wake up,your result of G.B.pant university has come",he told me. I sprang from the bed. How it came so soon ,the exam was just 3 days ago. But whatever it is I quickly washed my face and with my frinds went to the cyber cafe. "Bhaiya result dekhna hai yar",I asked the cafe owner.Most of my friemds got the rank around 600. I was nervous because it was the only institute for which I had applied.Now it was my turn. "39th rank",said the owner. "what" i asked him to again check the rollno. becauseI was not sure of so good result.But it was true and I became very happy. suddenly I felt that the happiness of all round the world are under my feet.I was unable to express my feelings. Not only my friends but even I could not believe in it. Now I rushed towards my home to give the good news to my mother.It was a great surprise for her to see me going to such a big university and she was very happy. It was just as the golden fruit for the struggle she has faced for me through out her life. Now I am dreaming about the life of Pantnagar university and looking towards the my goal just few metres away from me.

INTRODUCTION

                                                                                                                  June5, 2007
Hello friendsI am here to share some moments of my life which are very important for me.These are linked to my journey towards my goal.I hope you would not feel bore in reading this stuff.At some places my imagination is also included.

My first KUMBH SNAN

Hi my dear friends. I m here to share some of the glorious and unforgettable movement of my life. I have no idea from where to begin but any how i m starting my first blog.
The morning of 12-2-2010 was some what different for me as i have my fast of Shivratri so me and my 2 friends ankit and kanha have planned to go to temple early in the morning.Though in the hostel life we get up late specially on holiday but today we got ready by 6:00a.m. We went to temple with Ber and Agarbatti in our hand for worship, though as young we were also thinking of metting girl in the temple.
from there after preying we returned to hostel and take a cup of tea. then ANKIT who don,t used to see t.v. much proposed us to see t.v. When we opened it we saw first news about KUMBH MELA in Haridwar and in the next moment we have taken aan imp. decision of our life. We have planned to go to Haridwar and decided not to tell anyone. In the next few hours we were in our way towards Haridwar. We enjoyed whole of our journey joking with each other.
By 3:30 we reached Haridwar but due to security reasons it took 4:30p.m. to reach HARKI PERI. We were surprised by the no. of devotee came there in this holy place. One of the main attraction was the processions of different AKHADAS though we could see only one of them. Then we took a bath in river Ganga, a holy river which is a symbol of eternity and devotion for Indian as well as foreigners. After wandering here and there we attended the aarti of evening which was again awsome there were devotee all around us. Whole of the place was very calm and the most important thing was that everyone was feeling a different kind of peace.There is something great and special about the place.

Now we were completely tired we have no idea what to do. So we have decided to search for room for spending night. But being a so famous event no room was avaialable. So we have decided to leave for hostel on the same day. we want to stay for more and to see other temples also but conditions were not in favour of our desire and due to fast we were also feeling exhausted. Since the train was at 12:30a.m. we decided to walk for some more time. We waited for almost 3hrs. at the platform and there was also too much crowd at the station some of them were passengers while others have came there in search of a place for spending the night. When train came we rush towards it and finally got a sit, thogh not comfortable but better than nothing. By 5:30a.m. we have reach to the station. From there by catching tempo we reach to our hostel. All of us were so tired that after taking breakfast we got sleep for the rest of day.

It was the unforgettable day of my life. We took the shahi snan of kumbh without any planning. I request to all of those who have not visited Haridwar to go there atleast once in life not because i have gone there but there is something special about it and it gives a peace to mind which we desire to have in day to day life.