IDay

Another 15th August!!

Another holiday for millions of this nation….

A date for thousands of Indians…

Lots of textbooks showing the significance of the events around it...

A drop of tear in eyes of many bereaved ones who lost their ages serving the nation…

A smile on some faces dipped in celebration..

A sense of missing somebody very dear one, for another thousand Indians...

Naming few more circles, streets and institutions on the name of forgotten heros....

“Motichoor ka Laddo “in some little hands …..

Some voices struggling to be in chorus under tricolor…

Sale Bonanzas in some places ….

An oration from head of State, full of Promises and unrelated achievements ...

Flotilla of white ambassdors on the roads of capitals...

Some channels with Mr. Bharat, Nana Patekar or Sunny Paaji flicks…

Few more medals in the head of achievers of the our society,nation, who have held our head high..i donno where but they have ...

Some intellectulas debating over the future of the nation on some channels...
Other intellectulas debating over the past of this nation, divison and the role of chachaji and Bapu ji of the Nation....

And finally the whole nation which still has to get remaining independence ...which it is fighting for last 50 yrs..[I think we have accustomed ourselves of gaining evrything in installments]
We, the people are still slaves .. i don't want to remind you again all those bloody problems which we yet have to overcome...

The defintion of the IDay Celebration varies for all of us...

For me its ?????I think its another day for me ..i don’t know …I just pay my silent homage to all freedom fighters with the morning….just try to inhale the breath deeply and feel the freedom in the atmosphere…but I can’t distinguish the difference of the day from another ordinary ones!!!May be i lack some patriotism
But Still I wish Happy Independence Day to all of you :)

Another blogger!

Few months back, incidents, surroundings and people around me, started leaving an impact on me. Whatever happening around me entered through eyes and ears and then kept filling inside me. It kept on accumulating for few days, weeks and then months. Finally I started feeling their pressure in my head. They were bombarding each dimension of my thought, opinion and attitude. When there remained no space for any another thought and the memories began disturbing me and break my concentration. I gave a spark of thought to all those faded scenes, memories, experiences, echo, faces, incidents and shadows in my mind. I left them blazing for few days.

Now again I was feeling the heat of it for next few days, it was probably the fumes by the blaze. When experiences and sufferings burn inside the grey matter intensely, they make the surroundings hot and produce the fuming of ideologies. Sometimes this heat of soul had brought revolutions, it has snatched thrones from emperors, has created historical personalities and gods of nation. It has taken lives of millions too. It was the result of heat by ignited minds. So this time it was me who was feeling it but differently, not intense enough to raise the soul of whole nation.

Then one day it was not bearable. A white screen of textpad in front of me grabbed my attention. The whiteness was looking at me; I listened it babbling .I put my fingers on keyboard and spread ashes over white screen; the ashes of the thoughts, experience and the memories which have been flowing in the viens . Few moments later it shaped itself in dark letters.

Finally something evolved out on the whiteness; people called it a blog ….
And me .....another blogger in the crowd!!! :)