tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63345963171014918942024-03-12T19:07:55.941-07:00It's Lame!Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-59954830392870022382012-11-03T06:02:00.001-07:002012-11-03T06:05:48.618-07:00My Inspiration.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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story is about a Self made Man. A normal Man.Maybe the story sounds 'Filmy' but
its true.Had read many stories of men who struggled and achieved success in
life but had never met one personally. I am sure after reading about his
success story,you too will be inspired by him.I call him my Uncle. Like many,
he too belonged to a joint and a lower middle class family whose needs
outnumbered the earning. Somehow ,he managed his graduation. Not highly, but
educated-jobless,married in early age,with an extra responsibility. Faced
humiliation by the female members of the family,and was considered
Existence-Less .His needs, his taste, his choice,his preferences did not matter
to anyone as he was not earning. Let me clear one point,he was jobless, but not
idle, he worked on his farms,took tutions to educate younger members of the
family.But one day, the humiliation crossed the saturation point. and Same like
a typical Bollywood-Flick, he decided to move to Delhi. His was in a bad
state,he was not even having slippers of his own. He had borrowed it from a
village-labour. After reaching Delhi, standing in middle of ITO, with thousands
of emotions Bombarding his heart and soul. Firstly sorrow of leaving his
village,his birth-place ,his family, Secondly, not knowing what to do. All he
knew was his father-in-law's office address. Not in proper clothes and state,
living with his in-law's ,working at the shop of his father-in-law, he
gradually started building a dream of buying a house and settling with his
family in Delhi. In order to fullfill his dream, he worked day and night. Of a
young and fresh mindset, he brought positive changes to the shop.One day, his
hard work forced the lady-luck to give a knock on his destiny's door. A
Tea-Shop owner near the shop, won a lottery. He decided to move to village and
at that time, agreed to sell this shop to him for 5k. With the help of his
minimal savings, he bought that shop. H</span>e opened his OWN book store. Year by Year, he kept
progressing. His own family members ,who didn’t supported him at that time, were
now changed. And yes, he bought a house of his own in Delhi. He owns one of the famous Book-Shops in Delhi now. And yet, he is still the most humble and down to earth
man I have ever met in my life. He still wakes up early morning, comes at
night, spending all his day, working working and working in order to secure his
children's life so that they don’t have to face the humiliation and insult as
he did when he was young. Am sure,he will always be an inspiration for
me.<br />
Respect.</span><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-74183685370529021492012-08-23T06:06:00.001-07:002012-08-23T06:06:08.098-07:00The Special Ones.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">They are
gifted. They don’t have everything, but still they have happiness, reason to
live. They enjoy their life more than us because they are pure at heart, they don’t
have the feelings of jealousy, greed, revenge… They don’t have any tension,
they are free. Today morning, on my way to school, I met a mentally challenged
kid on my bus stand. I looked at him, I smiled, he replied with a very sweet
smile. Then he came forward for a handshake. Then he asked my name, I asked
his. We were like friends now. A normal kid wouldn’t have shown such a good
gesture. These kids, whom most of us refer to as mentally ill or Disable, are
instead specially gifted. They lack something in their life, but at the same
time, they are excellent at something. Let me give an example, there was a guy
in my school, he was mentally ill, but he excelled in Roller skating and
swimming. God is really kind. I have noticed, most of mentally challenged kids
are always gifted with some or the other special quality. It’s our (their parents,
neighbourhood, friends, teacher) duty to
work hard on that special quality with them, so that they can also be respected
in the society. These guys, in true sense enjoy their life, they make friends,
they don’t have any worries. I listened to a guy with some disability in his
leg, he never took it as any disadvantage, instead he told me ‘’isi bahaane doosre
ladko ko kuch or ladkiyan mil jaayengi, warna saari mere peeche bhaagti shaadi
ke lie’’. I loved his spirit. We being born normal, given so many advantages,
still complain about life. I have met many such people, but never heard them
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Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-47046034014008387832012-08-14T07:51:00.002-07:002012-08-14T07:51:56.017-07:00Nationalism should retire at 65.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today, I read an article under 'AmanKiAsha'. I liked it, and was forced to write this post. We got Independent 65 years ago. On 15th August. A day before, Pakistan was created and it also got Independent. Since then, there's a rivalry going between both the nations. Both, Pakistan and India became 65 this month. They should now retire from this war. Nationalism should retire at 65. Like all other services, Nationalism too should retire at this age. We forget this thing, that both the countries, were the same country before the firangs ruled us. When they thought they will be not able to rule us more, they started Dividing us Hindu-Muslims. They brainwashed Jinnah for this. Rascals. But we Indians, we have our brains, which most of the people don't use at such times. There should be Peace between India and Pakistan now. We should live like Brothers. But the thing called Politics comes in between then. People quote that India-Pakistan will be together after few years. But according to me, This is never going to be possible. But still, we should live with peace, stop fighting over Kashmir, provide free trade country-to-country. I again repeat, that Nationalism should really retire at the age of 65. TrueStory.<br />Peace.
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Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-86272615986849885032012-08-12T01:53:00.001-07:002012-08-12T01:54:39.971-07:00Secularism at Crossroads.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Once again Hindu-Muslim dispute! its not new to us. I am not a History student. But whatever knowledge am having about this topic, i will discuss.<br />
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Recently, the riots started between Hindus and Bangladeshi Muslims in Assam, which is showing its effect in Mumbai too. If not controlled in time it may spread across the Nation.The problem is that our politicians, act too Secular. And this word 'Secular', came in our constitution because of vote bank politics of congress. I Am not against indian Muslims or any religion, am having my best friends as Muslims, and I respect their religion. Its just that, long ago some of them demanded a separate country Pakistan for them, they got it. Now why some of them are doing all this Violence in our country. The muslims, who are in India, are Indians first, then muslims. It is the same with all the religions, whether hindu, christian, parsi or jew. 200 hindus were tortured in Pakistan, and at last they were forced to leave the country. Not even a single 'Indian-Muslim organisation or any one showed their agitation against it. And when the same happened with Bangladeshi Muslims in Assam, they started riots in Mumbai. Hipocracy. India, it is the best example of a " Real Secular Country". Reason: constitution provides us all equal opportunities, even for the highest post of India, irrespective of religion or belief. THE PRESIDENT thrice muslims have been elected,and they gave their best. Ever heard a Hindu becoming Pakistan's President? I don't want to sound like a 'Kattar Hindu' or something, its just that when they suffer, they start violence in the whole country damaging public property. WHY? Can't they live with peace? Christians, Parsis, Jews and many other religions reside in India, but i have never heard of any such case relating to them. I am not saying they should be tortured, they are good Human Beings, but some of the Muslim population are spoiling the name of the whole Muslim-Population. They also have a great history, they should respect it, they should live with Peace.Akbar is one of the best example who believed in Hindu-Muslim harmony. Our country India, is one of the best, not one of the, it is THE BEST country,we must see it as OUR country, we should respect it. We, Hindu-Muslim and every religion in India, must live like a family. If we will be together, we will surely become one of the Super Power. At this crucial time when some of our brothers are agitated and furious about Assam and Myanmar's incident , I just remembered this dialogue of Namastey London<b><u> <span style="font-size: large;"> </span></u></b><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 20.766666412353516px;"><b><i>"...We come from a Nation where we allow</i></b></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20.766666412353516px;"><b><i>a Lady of CathoIic origin...</i></b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20.766666412353516px;"><b><i>to step aside for a Sikh</i></b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20.766666412353516px;"><b><i>to be sworn in as Prime Minister...</i></b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20.766666412353516px;"><b><i>to a Muslim President to govern</i></b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20.766666412353516px;"><b><i>a nation of over 80 percent Hindus..."</i></b></span></span><br />
PEACE.</div>
Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-50737489781008169392012-08-09T07:52:00.000-07:002012-08-09T07:52:06.075-07:00"SAVE BOYS"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today morning, i woke up. As usual. I don't usually read newspaper, but today, i read it. There was an article in an Hindi newspaper. It was about the role of a girl child in an Indian family. It was not the type of article which 'Shouted' to save the girl child or something like this. It was a sarcastic article. It was about the girl, being a sister and a daughter, what role she plays. How she dosen't get any time to study or play. She helps her mother, she does all household works, and if the brother hits her, she can't complain. I disagree. In my house, its totally upside down. Am having a younger sister, 10 years younger. She is cared more. She is like the 'Don' of the house., Whatever she asks for,its there. And as written in the article, the brother hits her sister, its totally opposite in my house. I get beaten by my sister daily, she punches me like Mike Tyson, and i can't complain. And if i do, what I get to listen is "10 saal choti h tujhse". Poor boys. Its just not with me, my friends are facing the same problem :P. We Boys, Please save us. "Agle janam mohe Bitiya hi kijo"!. Every family gets happy when a boy-child is born, It was quite opposite my time. When my sister was born, "arre ghar mein laksmi paida hui h". Hipocracy. Government should stop the "Save Girl Child" campaign, we boys also have the right to live. "Save Boys From Violence by their sister" campaign should be started instead.<br />
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Peace.<br /></div>
Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-53835354309648808552012-08-07T09:04:00.002-07:002012-08-07T09:14:28.029-07:00GOD. We need a 'Lokpal' for us!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrWIRHMiXa0D3DZy1-wlJE8uXjxLMXUr7xBJIgNSbmuMZOAf-8cZkDegqvF3jyFj0M7hmLIo-gNlbe545bU069Fbt-v4uBPgcKVqoEXuh0KSOQbrIVkQpPF9qvWrG86ncHvwFJcUbkSYJY/s1600/deargod.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrWIRHMiXa0D3DZy1-wlJE8uXjxLMXUr7xBJIgNSbmuMZOAf-8cZkDegqvF3jyFj0M7hmLIo-gNlbe545bU069Fbt-v4uBPgcKVqoEXuh0KSOQbrIVkQpPF9qvWrG86ncHvwFJcUbkSYJY/s320/deargod.png" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 115%;">God. I believe
in him. Not to any extreme levels, but I do.But sometimes, I don’t feel like
believing in him. I know many haters will arise after this post, but it’s my
thinking. I went to Connaught place two or three days ago, there I saw a boy,
merely 10 or 9 years old, in literally a bad shape. He was begging. He was
wearing a trouser, which seemed like didn’t exist. It is not that I had not
seen beggars, I have seen lots of kids begging, on the streets, railway
platforms, temples…almost everywhere, but I don’t know WHY, my heart became
restless seeing that particular child. Because
of my dad, I have a little knowledge about the Gita. I have read that, what you
are getting in your present birth is the reward of your deeds of previous birth
or the reward of what your ancestors did. How lame this method is? God, a
little suggestion from us, human beings, “please change your fruit system
slightly.” Neither that boy, nor we know what our ancestors, or what we did in
our last birth. We should get the impact of our doing in the same birth. Instant
Service. Not like the MTNL, “aaj bola, 2
saal baad lagega”. I really, for the first time, I know some of you will laugh,
but felt like crying after seeing that Boy’s state. He was merely 10 years old,
he mustn’t be knowing about THE GOD and his Odd system. Please GOD, listen to
us, and if you get a little time of your busy schedule, please read this. Pageviews
will increase and my blog will get a little fame :P.<br />
And also, from today onwards, I will stop complaining to god for what I don’t have,
because whatever I have, I am blessed to have that much. Thank you God.<br />
PEACE.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
</div>Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-48959560828688644322012-08-05T01:52:00.001-07:002012-08-05T02:39:12.841-07:00Sumptuous Wedding.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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from a village. It was summer, the best
season UPites think for
marriages. It was the wedding of one of my young Uncle. When I reached
the village, everyone there was joyful, happy and aunties were singing some hilarious (According to me)
song for the Groom. The Wedding night arrived. We were the proud baratis. The
baraat ‘took-off’ with dance, sweat, Bhojpuri songs full of ‘Bhabhi-Dewar’,
desi rifles, crackers, gun fires and
every kind of thing you can imagine in a UP marriage. The groom was dressed in
a bright ‘shining’ Coat and trousers which was visible from 1 km away. Ladies from
groom side are still not allowed in weddings there. They stay at home and carry
on their singing schedule. Young brats in baraat were energetic because of
Alcohol, bhang and weed consumption. We reached the marriage point. At last.
They welcomed us with flowers and a glass of jaljeera, which was like a
‘throat-cutting’ beverage. The best moment took place when the Groom rode on
the horse and the song played in background was ‘‘Ye desh hai veer jawaano ka,
albelo ka…’’.It seemed like they were encouraging the groom for an upcoming battle. I am still intrigued why this song was played at the wedding.
Then I came to know about one of the most interesting ritual, in which the
women of bride’s side sing songs full of
‘abuses’ for the groom and baratis .Baraatis enjoy it with love . Hilarious.
My main aim at the wedding was to have Food and Food and Food. I sat on a
chair, they served me one of the delicious food I ever had. It was amazing. I
enjoyed my trip there.<br />
One thing Indian and particularly eastern uttar Pradesh
weddings guarantee you is Laughter,
Dance and some really delicious food. So try attending as many marriages you can, specially the UP ones. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
</div>Aditya Raihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13417909087054264015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6334596317101491894.post-39085921879951509612012-08-03T08:57:00.002-07:002012-08-03T08:57:30.579-07:00The Debate..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This summer, I went to my mother's village. One thing i discovered there was "Discrimination", in tonnes. Tonnes and Tonnes of Discrimination. I talked to two of the kids there,not actually kids, one was in 12th and the other one in 10th. We had an hour long debate on this caste system. The things they said, were totally unacceptable,let me quote one of their dialogue. They said that "Joota apne pare mein nhi pehnega th kya sar par rakhega?" They also asked me how many brahmin friends am I having? I told them i don't know which friend of mine is a Brahmin and i don't either care about that. They are good with me, I will be their Buddy. no matter what caste they belong to,Simple.! At that point i wondered, actually I had never bothered to judge the caste of my friends by their surnames(Thanks to my parents), we just knew to which state we belonged. They were literally shocked when I told them that Muslims and Christians are also my friends, and I also share my meals with them. Till now, in 21st century, they don't have a single Muslim, Christian, Dalit or (a Female) friend. It's really a depressing and serious issue for our Country, who claims to be 'One of The SuperPower' after 10 years. We just say that we are Modernizing, but the Reality is faaaar away different.<br />
Peace.
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