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Monsoon enters in the Kerala, and it made the weather bit comfortable here in Indore. Perfect time to celebrate world environment day, as you can go out and enjoy this nature and feel the changes which can occur in the future if we didn’t paid much attention to this beautiful gift of god to us. World says we are too diverse and we need unity to bring some changes in our society. Diverse? Who? Do we really as divided as we think we are, not exactly. It take guts to challenge the god, and to harm his creatures, we can not do this without combined effort of people. We are united when it comes to harm the nature, global warming isn’t the issue created by one or two ppl, its our combined effort. India, China, Pakistan, Bangladesh, USA, UAE every nation is united when it comes to exploit the nature. No matter how profitable trees are to us, no matter for whom they are the part of this earth, we don’t care. We will cut them for no reason or sometimes for some silly reason, We are knowledgeable enough to know that the trees and water are the only keys for life in earth. But still we are challenging them. Trees don’t speak cause they are not living for themselves, even though they don’t have mouth to speak or don’t have hands to stop us, they have there whole mass to fall on us to teach us a lesson. But as its not the case we are free to do whatever we want to do. People they can’t speak doesn’t means we need not to worry about them, afterall our existence is because of them only. Trees and environment can survive without us but we can’t. As we do secure future of our children by giving them education, house, property and a partner for reproduction to secure there future and our generation. We are doing too much for securing the future of our next generation, but it can’t get secure if we are not giving them fresh air to breathe, to survive. This is possible only by plantation, so go out and find some time to spend with mother nature and do plantation whenever you get some place to grow a tree.

19th July, 2014. A day with the normal routine on board MT ABYSS, was going to over. Only difference was, didn’t vomited today due to rolling, and was expecting that body will behave in same manner for rest of the day, fortunately it does same (Thanks to Sea Sickness Tablets). Was not in the mood to sleep and also was not in the mood to get the laptop out of the drawer, so took my phone and started watching videos send by groups and ppl of whatsapp. It was fun to watch some videos, as it brings a sense of smile on the face. Well what else after these videos, as it were hardly 2-3 minute videos so 10 minutes and 5 videos over. Now time to go through the pics took by lil sister in Ramayana(held at home day before my joining to vessel). Ahem ahem yeah style, these kids aren’t less than Tom Cruise and Johny Depp in giving dashing poses.

Now this wallpaper, it’s been time I had changed the wallpaper of my phone (choosing wallpaper isn’t so easy, as it gives your good and bad impression whoever sees your phone). Well who is going to check your phone here in the mid sea, let’s have Deepika Padukone on your phone’s front screen. Here she comes, Wow beauty.

It’s been 12 ‘O’ clock, have to wake up at 4 ‘O’clock in the morning, time to sleep…

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz 

While going through the parking, seen all the number plates are painted black. Painted Black?

What the hell is going, came to know that transport department is doing (number plate painted black) this to those vehicle which was parked in non parking zone. Rushed towards my bicycle (don’t try to co relate transport dept, number plates and then suddenly bicycle, as u don’t have such logics in dreams). Well my bicycle’s number plate was not painted black yet, so took that quietly and tried to escape from there.

While escaping, journalist of a leading news channel sees me, and started chasing me and I started trying my best to escape from her, In between this escape and chase I saw 4-5 eve teasers started teasing her, and she was really threatened as there was no body in that place except that journalist, teasers and me, I stopped my bicycle and went back to reach her, as I reached there, they all went off, without giving me chance to show any heroic stunt. Well she was thank full (what else do I need). Phew! So much of movie stuff, then suddenly we realized, we don’t know which place we are right now, and there was nobody to guide us for our native places. Now we both have to find our ways to get it out from this horrible place. Well the journey started in an unknown direction, with the hope to get someone, who can guide us in escaping from this place.

What all happened in between this, is hard to remember as its 1st, Aug 2014 and dream is of 20th july. What all I can collect in my lost memories is, while finding our home we had been through Delhi’s narrow streets and had crossed the house of Arvind Kejriwal and few more, with lots of sweet and sore experiences.

Well the journey was about to end, and here comes UPS scene, when she got emotional and tears started rolling out from her eyes. I was like, now what I did? While I was struggling to come out from this strange feeling where I was completely unaware how to react, suddenly heard ‘Thank You Samie’, this was something which makes me fall for her in no times, reason was not only ‘Thank you samie’ but the emotions in her voice and in face, which was making the surrounding wonderful and romantic, I was completely lost in her eyes, and then suddenly few more words came ‘Can I get a hug’?.When everything gets stop and you are floating in world of love and emotions, this  is the much needed thing, which brings the same emotions and love from the world of dreams to the real world. Till ‘thank you’ and ‘love You’, you are in dream world, but a hug brings you back in the real world, with same emotions and feelings. And then, we was about to hug, suddenly heard a background song, πЛ Haa Haa mai crazy hu,kisi ko smile dena, kisi ko khush kar jana, agar ye sab crazy hai, haa mai crazy hu (Coca cola Ad song). Crazy hu??? It suppose to be a romantic number??

Different ppl different perception, that means perception changes person to person.

Actually it’s not like this, perception doesn't change person to person,  person remains same perception changes as per the position of ppl.

Simple example for same is, when you was a student you may think like 'Why teacher deduct our marks for a silly mistake, even when he knows I am champ of this topic, and this was just an unintentional error, it doesn't mean i am weak in this subject, so why he made me feel pity in front of those who have less knowledge of this subject'. When same guy becomes teacher he starts thinking like ' If I didn't deduct his marks for this mistake, he will become more careless'. As we can see, person is same but perception differs as per their position. Till this i guess it doesn't matters much, 5 marks less or more. But as I said perception varies as level (or position) of different ppl, it might be a big issue for those who scores 95 or 98 %, but at least for me it doesn't make any difference, because 55 or 58 %, in both cases I will get scolded by my dad.

When a person is poor, he makes his perception to get his bread and butter and after getting that he thinks for his shelter and after that for his persona. But when same guy start earning more than his bread, shelter and other luxuries, his perception start changing. A stage comes when his all wishes became fulfilled. Now the real issue arises because of his perception, he thinks he is having lots of respect in the society, lots of ppl knows him and they have high regards for him. And this is all because of this money he had made. So getting more respect, power and regard, he start collecting more and more money. No matters what he has to do to get that money, he won't lose any chance to collect any money. Let his ways harm the society and people, he won't bother. Dear so called rich man, for whom you are collecting this money, you have earned sufficient money for yourself and this respect and regard is not for you. This is for that money, yours is the curse given to you by that mother, who's son is hungry just because you have collected the money by wrong means what his son was suppose to earn. You are doing work for an immaterial thing (money), not for yourself, and in return you are getting nothing but curse. You have collected billions by just one wrong means, and left thousand ppl sleep hungry. Poor men might be hungry, he may not have cushion to sleep, but still he gets a sound sleep because he knows he hasn’t done anything wrong and have no regrets, but you need pills to get sleep in your luxurious bed.

At the end just wanted to say- earn money but don't collect money.

cc: A Raja, Suresh Kalmadi, Gurunath Maiyappan ...........

I have a bad habit of believing stories told to me by world, the bad part is I start concluding by my own instead of accepting the conclusion told by narrators. Don’t know who Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi was but heard a lot about him and as he been concluded as Mahatma Gandhi, my mind start concluding is he really a mahatma or it’s just a persona made on minds of people by those who used him for their benefits and later he had been sacrificed for the partition and other wrongs where his role was nothing. After going through few texts and documentaries on Indian history and stories of partition of India I had seen his role was nothing, he was just a shield and all the deals with Mountbatten and other Britishers been made by Jawahar Lal Nehru only. Don’t know why (It can be bollywood effect on me) but sometimes I feel like he was given drugs so that he should not point the wrong decisions, I do not find any other reason for the guy who use only one clothe to cover his body and who always walks bare footed, but to walk he needs the support of two women.

The man whom we are considering a Mahatma (or saint) he don’t care about cold of outside nor the wounds of his feet but he needs two women to walk. As in my time (21st century) only drugged people do like this. May be I am wrong but this thing stops me for accepting Mr. Gandhi as saint. Have lots more questions in this regard, but I guess no one can answer satisfactorily for me so no use of asking them.

Yes, everyone have a love story, few may accept it few may not but it doesn't alter the fact. The feeling  in beginning seems so pleasant, sweet .No matter how mean you are, no matter how cunning you are, no matter till how cool you are showing yourself, when someone ignites this chemical reaction in your mind your all cunningness goes off and  now you are completely in control of this unknown, unwanted but willing feeling.  Unknown because you don’t know what actually you want, when your love is not around, you wanted a glimpse of her but when you see her , you try to hide yourself from her, only god knows what actually you want at that point. It’s unwanted because sometimes you feel you had made your world very tinny, your world is only she and her belongings. What’s her likes, dislikes, her Birthday, who is close to her, at what time and where you can get a glimpse of her etc etc. And now it’s willing because let it be how painful it can be, you like the feeling, you love the feeling and you love to live with that pleasant pain. Till here everything is almost same for all, but things start changing after this, few get their love of life and chapter ends. Such stories can be described just in one line-“Najare mili,dil dhadka,shadi huyi  kahani khatam” .May be good or bad depends but certainly they can’t be described as love or lover, as the guy who tasted alcohol once or twice can’t be said Alchohalic (Not discussing alcoholics are good or bad).  Here one thing need to be noted Love is not that girl or boy, love is that feeling which was triggered in you when she was  on your mind, as it triggers when she was on your mind now she is the trigger of that ‘love feeling’ and now her thought on your mind will keep that ‘Love feeling’ ignited.

 Love is always been compared with war, here too you don’t remember those wars between neighbors which was started in the morning with small fight and ends till night with happy ending. These are also war but these aren’t even referred as war, instead referred as quarrel.  Similar that one line love (Najare mili ……shadi) can’t be referred as love. Love is that where ignition of that feeling remains ignited in you, if love is been considered as war and you are the one whose ignition is still on don’t feel you are failed in love, dude you are the real warrior, you are General Jagjeet Singh of 1971 indo-pak war, consider yourself as a warrior, a soldier not that quarreling neighbor. Feel proud as that our war heroes feel, but as in war some soldiers martyr while others survived, here too some become Dev Babu of ‘Devdas’ and give up, while others become Gatsby of ‘The Great Gatsby ’ who made himself most influential man in the town just to get her back. Choice is yours, wanted to be Gatsby or Dev Babu.

So the bottom line is,’ you! Who is feeling unsuccessful in love’, take feel of worrier buddy and be Gatsby.

Phew! Morning News Paper, again day started with the news of communal violence in UP, Thousands of thoughts coming in mind, sharing few logical or illogical logics here with you. Few questions comes in my mind, when I hear people get killed in the name of religion or in a communal violence.Is there anyone being entertained by this blood,Is there any Alien controlling mind of the people, like we do in any Virtual Gaming.No wonder if it’s been controlled by some alien (or may say supernatural powers). It may sound strange but it can be a fact, Some Alien Kid might be playing this game for their entertainment, and we are just pawn of their game.The way things are happening, makes me to think like this.Else I don’t find any other reason behind killing each other, while in return no one is going to get anything. If  we are not been controlled by those alien kids then what’s wrong with us?  

Millions followers of Aasaram, Choosing Mulayam, Mayawati,Lalu, Jaylalitha again and again. Giving votes in return of  ‘Peg of Daaru’ or on ‘One mixer Juicer’ while we can get lots better than this in return,  a better lifestyle better culture better society just by choosing one right guy to take good decisions for us, one right guy to be our CM or PM. If we can’t do just this, we deserve to live in the hell we are living.

कारगिल दिल मे तुम रचते हो, ताजमहल मेरे देश मे है!     Kargil dil me tum rachte ho, Taj mahal mere desh me hai!

पाकी नहीं पड़ोसी पागल, मक्कार ना जाने किस वेश मे है!  Paaki nahi padosi pagal, makkar naa jaane kis vesh me hai!!

तलवार नहीं सोई भारत की, हुंकार नहीं कहि खोयी है!       Talwar nahi soyi bharat ki, hunkar nahi kahi khoyi hai!

मौन हमारा कहता सब कुछ कश्मीर मे इंसानियत रोई है!  Maun humara kahta sab kuchh, kashmir me insaniyat royi hai!

ना छेडो साप बांबी मे, हम नाग से टैंक तोड़ेंगे!!                Naa Chhedo Saap baambi me,hum naag se tank todenge!!

नहीं कहते जुबा से कभी कही, सीने मे बूम फोड़ेंगे!!            Nahi kahte jub se kabhi kahi, seene me bum fodenge!!

कहते याद इकहत्तर तुमको, निन्यानबे हम याद दिला दे!   Kahte yaad ikhattar tumko, ninyanbe hum yaad dila de!!

पहले बंदी, बाद भगोड़े, क्या पी एम राष्ट्रपति से मिलवा दे! Pahle bandi, baad bhagode, kya PM rashtrapati se milwa de!!

हीन भाव से ग्रसित भ्रमित, हरकत शैतानी तभी कर रहे!!   heen bhav se grasit bhramit, harkat shaitani tabhi kar rahe!!

जीतेंगे जीतेजी कभी नही, दहशतगर्दी नादानी तभी कर रहे!Jitenge Jite ji kabhi nhi,dahshat gardi nadani tabhi kar rahe!!

साथ रहोगे जी जाओगे, करतूत तुम्हारी भारी है!!              Sath rahoge jee jaoge, kartoot tumhari bhari hai!!

पापो से ही मिट जाओगे, पाकी जर्रा जर्रा अलहदा तारी है!!  Papo se hi mit jaoge, paki jarra jarra alhda tari hai!!

Tera mujhse bichhdna kyo, Mujhe na raas aata hai!               तेरा मुझसे बिच्छड़ना क्यो, मुझे ना रास आता है!

mai hasta hu magar fir bhi, Tera ahsas aata hai!!                   मै हँसता हू मगर फिर भी, तेरा अहसास आता है!!

Haa chalti hai meri saase,magar ye baat tu sun le!                हा चलती है मेरी साँसे, मगर ये बात तू सुन ले!

Meri har saas me ab bhi, tera hi naam aata hai!!                   मेरी हर साँस मे अब भी, तेरा ही नाम आता है!!

Hain hasne ke liye lakho, bane Alfaz duniya me!                    है हसने के लिये लाखो, बने अल्फ़ाज़ दुनिया मे!

Tera ahsaas kafi hai, mujhe has ke rulane me!!                    तेरा अहसास काफी है, मुझे हस कर रुलाने मे!!

Meri un anginat fariyaad ki,bas itni rawani hai!!                    मेरी उन अनगिनत फरियाद की,बस इतनी रवानी है!

Tu meri hai nhi fir bhi, tuhi meri kahani hai!!                          तू मेरी है नही फिर भी, तू ही मेरी कहानी है!!

I got thoughts on this, need to pen it down.

Where to write?

I have Twitter,  Aaaahhh 140 words are not enough to express my view.

I have facebook, writing everything on Facebook? Do you really think Facebook is meant for such expressions?

Okay then I have blog, My thoughts are not such revolutionary nor m a celebrity so the people would love to read them.