Its not just a copy-paste it's my effort..

Life, it has its own reasons, effects and consequences. It begins with a cry; it ends with a cry. Meanwhile it’s all about each type of emotions and feelings one can even think about. For some it’s a bone, for some it’s a bane and for rest it’s just about living. Yes, when it brings smiles we are thankful, thankful to the people around; when it doesn’t we hate it, we hate the same people around whom we were thankful, we hate ourselves, we hate the life we are living.

    Now a question comes to my mind: Do we have the right to hate ourselves? Do we have the right to hate our life? I gave it a thought, when I tried to search for the answer, I ended up asking another question: Did it was our decision to have this life? This time the answer was clear: No. We were not born of our own wish, we were given this life, it could have been willingly or unwillingly but the decision was surely not ours. Our life is not our own, it is gifted to us. Hence how come we own the right to hate ourselves i.e. hate our life, when it was never our own.  

    Last evening read a real life story of a girl who after failing in love ended her life, leaving her old disabled parents behind, living a life bitter than death, but in spite of this they didn’t took the same way which their loving daughter took. They decided to dedicate what else countable heartbeats they possess for the welfare of the nature, for the welfare of the needy, for the welfare of the society.

    What the old parents did was bravery, why do I called it bravery not because they were able to hide the pain of loosing there own young daughter, but because they were brave enough to live, to survive the toughest of the times which we cant even think about facing, brave enough to live there life and not letting it become futile instead to make it fruitful, fruits which can serve the people around, serve the society. They are a lesson in themselves, lesson to change the aim. The parents who were living for there selfish daughter (yes she was “selfish” who kept her wishes above those of people loving her) are now have a different aim, they have a different reason to survive. Such reason can be for anything for the wishes we have, for society, for nature, for animals, for needy, for nation or it could be anything which can pay back the gift of life. Be a tree, even when it’s out of fruits or flowers it doesn’t kill itself, it stands tall and gives shadows to the strangers without any expectations of getting return backs.

    The answer is, we don’t even have the smallest of the right to hate ourselves, yes we can hate others how much we want to but we can never hate ourselves and those who does for them I would say : “In the tough situation you are, it can be the mistake of your deeds but not the mistake of real you; who is crying; who wants to punish him/herself, ask yourself, can’t the deeds be corrected, can’t the aim be changed, think about it, yes you can correct your deeds, for that you have this opportunity to live long and get all your wrong decisions amended, even if you feel no one needs you, than its the people in worse conditions who need someone to help, needs you, act for them try living for them, make use of the opportunity and let the life you possess be proved as the best gift you ever had.”

    We have a beautiful life gifted to us, living it to the extent and spreading selfless smiles can only be one of the ultimate things we can aim for. Instead of expecting more gifts from it, giving few back are the better acts that can be performed by us on this journey full of strangers and hurdles. When have nothing to loose, heart don’t wants to beats, mind stops working, end expectations, just keep moving and serving all the way along. When the times are really tough slow down the pace but keep walking as the road is long and the scenes are numerous. Let you be the tough tree, spread the shadow, pay the debt, and grow to the new heights. Sky awaits you; Sun is waiting to see you next morning.

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     मनुष्य एक सामाजिक जीव है, जिसके जीवन के प्रत्येक पहलु पर इसका बड़ा विशेष प्रभाव है। जन्म से मृत्यु तक हम समाज के ताने बने के अनुरूप ही अपना समस्त जीवन यापन करते है। कहने को तो ये सामाजिकता ही हमारा ऐसा विशेष गुण है जो हमें जीवो में सर्वॊच बनता है। जो हमे सहयोग, प्रेम, विनम्रता अदि गुणोंसे सम्पूर्ण बनता है, किन्तु आज का समाज सम्पूर्णता के इस रूप से भटक के किसी और रूप की सम्पूर्णता की और अग्रसारित है। ये बदलते विचार, प्रथाए, भावनाएं मनुष्यों को विभिन्न श्रेणियों में बाँट देती हैं। प्रायः मनुष्यके गुण-दोष ही समाज में मनुष्य का अधिकार और उसका दर्जा निश्चित करती है।वह हमारे लिए अनेक बंद दरवाजे खोल देती है, परंतु कभी ऐसी भी परिस्थिति आ जाती है कि जब हम जरा नीचे झुककर समाज की जीवनशैली की अनुभूतियों को समझना चाहतेहैं; किन्तु उस समय हमारे व्यवहार में आया स्वार्थ ही बंधन और अड़चन बन जाता है। जैसे वायु की लहरें कटी हुई पतंग को सहसा भूमि पर नहीं गिर जाने देतीं, उसी तरह खास परिस्थितियों में हमारी जीवनशैली में निहित स्वार्थ हमें झुक सकनेसे रोके रहता है।

     बाजार में कुछ शोर सा कानो में पड़ा, पास गया तो पाया की एक दुर्बल सा आदमी ढीली सी शर्ट-पेंट पहने आँखों में आंसू भरे किसी से कुछ क्रंदित स्वरों में निवेदन सा करता प्रतीत हो रहा था। उस दुसरे आदमी की तेज-भारी आवाज में जैसे उन रोती आँखों की आवाज गुम सी हो रहीथी, आस पड़ोस के लोग भी थे पर  कोई कैसे आगे बढ़ता, कोई कैसे उनको रोकता? ढीलीशर्ट वाला तो बस दूसरे की तेज आवाज में खुद को दबा सा देख कर वही बैठ गया, सिर को घुटनों पर रखे फफक-फफककर रोते हुए अपने आंसू छुपा रहा था।

     पड़ोस की दुकानों के तख़्तों पर बैठे या बाज़ार में खड़े लोग घृणा से उसी व्यक्ति के सम्बन्ध में बात कर रहे थे। उस व्यक्ति का रोना देखकर मन में एक व्यथा-सी उठी, पर उसके रोने का कारण जानने का उपाय क्या था?

     फुटपाथ पर उसके समीप बैठ सकने में मेरी जीवनशैली ही व्यवधान उत्पन्न कर रही थी। एक आदमी ने घृणा से एक तरफ़ थूकते हुए कहा,’क्या जमाना है! जवान लड़के को मरे पूरा दिन भी नहीं बीता और यह धन के लिए झगड़ रहा है।‘ दूसरे साहब अपनी नाक चडाते हुएकह रहे थे,’अरे जैसी नीयत होती है अल्ला भी वैसी ही बरकत देता है।’ सामने के फुटपाथ पर सफ़ेद कुर्ते में खड़े एक आदमी ने उसकी ओर इशारा करते हुए कहा, ‘अरे! इन लोगों का क्या है? ये कमीने लोग पैसे पर जान देते हैं। इनके लिए बेटा-बेटी, ख़सम-लुगाई, धर्म-ईमान सब बेकार है।‘ किरानाकी दुकान पर बैठे लाला जी ने कहा, ‘अरे भाई, उनके लिए मरे-जिए का कोई मतलब न हो, पर समाज का तो खयाल करना चाहिए! जवान बेटे के मरने पर तेरह दिन का सूतक होता है और वह यहाँ सड़क पर बाज़ार में आकर धन क लिए अपने बड़े भाई सेझगड़ रहा है? क्या अँधेर है!’

     पास-पड़ोस की दुकानों से पूछने परपता लगा-उसका बीस बरस का जवान लड़का था। घर में मृतका पुत्र की माँ और एक छोटा भाई और भी  हैं। शहर के पास पुश्तैनी कुछ जमीन है, जिसके अधेभाग पर ये व्यक्ति खेती कर अपने बड़े बेटे को बहार बड़े कॉलेज में पड़ा रहा था। पिछले शुक्रवार की उस काली रात ही खबर आई की बेटे की सड़क दुर्घटना हो गई है, घर में पड़ा सारा पैसा जेवर बेटे के इलाज में लग गया पर इश्वर को तो कोन जनताहै। उधर कल ही बेटे की चित की आग भी शांत न हुई की छोटे बेटे की स्कूल कीफीस भी तो भरनी थी, जब अपनी खेत की फसल का रुख किया तो पाया की जब वो अपने बड़े बेटे की लाश को अपने कंधो पर अकेले उठाए लिए जा रहा था कि पीछे से बड़ेभाई ने सारी फसल काट के बेच भी दी थी।

     ज़िंदा आदमी नंगा भी रह सकता है, परंतु मुर्दे को नंगा कैसे विदा किया जाए? उसके लिए तो बजाज की दुकान से नया कपड़ा लाना ही होगा, चाहे उसके लिए माँ के हाथों के छन्नी-कंगन ही क्यों न बिक जाएं।

     बेटा परलोक चला गया। घर में जो कुछ चूनी-भूसी थी सो उसे विदा करने में चली गई। बड़ा नहीं रहा तो क्या छोटे को तो पड़ाना ही है, जरूरते तो पूरी करनी ही है। बेटे की माँ का बदन बुख़ार से तवे की तरह तप रहा था, उसकी दावा भी तो लानी ही है!

     वो निर्बल सा व्यक्ति आँखों में आँसू समेटे हुए बड़े भैया के द्वारे चला; और चारा भी क्या था? वो भैया से अपने हिस्से के पैसे का साहस करके आया था, परंतु सगे भैया को भी ये मौका था, इस नवीन जीवनशैली का एक उद्धरण प्रस्तुत करने का। भतीजा मारा तो क्या हुआ भाई का हिस्सा कब्जाने का सुख तो कुछ और ही होता है, इस परिवर्तित समाज में। भैया के इंकार के बाद, सिर को घुटनों पर टिकाए हुए फफक-फफककर रोने के सिवाए चारा भी क्या था।

     कल जिसका बेटा चल बसा, आज वह खुले बाज़ार में सगे भाई से झगड़ रहा है, अपना धन मांग रहा है? और इस नवीन समाज के स्वयंभू बुद्धजीवियो के विचारों को सह रहा है। हाय रे पत्थर-दिल!

     उसपुत्र-वियोगी के दुःख का अंदाजा लगाने के लिए जब मन को सूझ का रास्ता नहीं मिलता तो बेचैनी से कदम तेज हो जाते हैं। उसी हालत में नाक ऊपर उठाए, राहचलतों से ठोकरें खाता मैं चला जा रहा था। सोच रहा था- शोक करने, गम मनानेके लिए भी सहूलियत चाहिए। इस जीवनशैली जिसमे धन परिवार से ऊपर है; इस तथ्य को अपनाने का सहस चाहिए, स्वार्थ की सेवा के लिए रिश्तो का अंत चाहिए… क्योंकि दुःखी होने का भी एक अधिकार होता है।

Dear Papa,

I never told you but what the best thing I always wanted with me forever; was you. You were the one I valued most, I treasured most, I cared about most, but never told you that. Each time you were not near I was more than sacred & prayed for your early return. The few special days in a year when you used to drop me to school on that scooter the school was most tough place to step in even when I was in seniors because Just wasn’t courageous enough to say bye to you. I never told you how much I loved you but ended up always hurting you. Maybe I was not always a good son but you were the best dad I could have had.

The sacrifices you made, the struggles you went through with your labor was just the best teaching for me. The examples you left behind is still teaching me. But Wish I could have any how lowered the pain you were going through. I am sorry and I regret I could do nothing to lower that pain you faced maybe because I was always unaware of that. From the stories I hear about you now I learned that from the childhood to the last day you never had happy days, and I also learned from your friends that how much you loved me, think and worry about me..!
I praise your love…I praise your bravery…I praise your ideals…I praise your power to bear endless pain (still amazed How u did that?)…!

I am trying to follow your footsteps..!

Thank You for Being my Dad
I Love You Papa..! (Wish I would have told that when you were alive)
You are in my heart and will always remain there..!
Happy Birthday to You

Your’s Follower & Proud Son

Sankalp

 

My father’s death made me strong: Sachin Tendulkar :
That was the most difficult stage of my life,” an emotional Tendulkar recalled.
He hailed his mother’s quiet strength that helped him in the darkest hour of his life.
Saying that she made him realise that someone has to take the responsibility of
the house. He reckoned that his mother’s strength made him more determined to perform for his country.
Tendulkar, who was 26 at the time when his father passed away, was struck by
the shock of his father’s untimely death during the 1999 World Cup in England.
He revealed how he flew back to be by his family’s side but his mother forced him to play for India.
“My mom said that even my father would have wanted me to go back and play, because if I sit back at home then it would possibly be the worst thing,” Tendulkar
told the media.

Sir,
It’s an honor to watch you play and your approaching to selectors is just an example of your greatness and humility. It just signifies what great personality you are.
We are with you Sachin, just play till u feels..
no matter how many runs u make…
we still support you because your presence out there teaches us lesson of “How to live life”, “how to fight out of difficult times”, and most importantly “how to manage yourself at heights”.

Please don’t deprive us specially me of this honor of watching you play at least for some more time.

see you under that helmet..

Regards

Sankalp
Proud Sachinist

Ask Questions…?

We all have problems, it can be in any form, maybe an incapability, economic or social or just due to any other valid/invalid cause. Like any ordinary guy I too have faced a few problems myself, few of them related to physical incapability but most of them were due to state of mind; some call it ego others call it pride, but i call it FEAR.

Now, why do I call it Fear, Actually ego or pride don’t give birth to problems, it’s the fear to face the consequences creates a big hurdle between us and happiness. This state of mind is the root cause of all the major grief and miseries. It’s the fear to lower one’s pride or ego, fear to bring the real oneself in front of world is what create problems.

The question comes straight here is that how to face this fear? From my experience I would suggest the better way to overcome fear is to ask questions. Everyday people do many acts , acts of love and acts of hatred. Acts of love usually not needs any clarifications because they speak for themselves but acts of hatred do need clarifications. For us the best way to get clarification is to “Ask Questions”. Asking questions enable us to learn the reason behind the wrong act and prepare us better to solve the problem and face it with more confidence.

As being human we are blessed with the power to put forward questions, so that we can ask, why such thing happened or why it was didn’t? Most of the relationship problems take a big shape when we don’t clarify the matters with the other person. Questions have great power in them, they bring people closer, they make people to suppress fear(ego) and face the other person; which can in turn remove differences between relations.

That what i meant to say: One have to ask questions, to oneself, to others and find the answer.

To Be Happier & Live Friendly We Have To ASK QUESTIONS. So stand up and Start QUESTIONING…& believe me you will do a lot GOOD to you.

Cleaning a floor can be tremendously creative act. Creativity has nothing to with any particular work. Creativity has to do with the quality of your consciousness. Whatever u does can become creative if u knows what creativity means.

Creativity means enjoying any work as meditation; doing any work with love. Are you thinking that if you paint, you will feel creative? But painting is just as ordinary as cleaning the floor. You will be throwing colors on a canvas. Here you go on washing and cleaning the floor. What is the difference?

Talking to somebody, if you feel time is being wasted, instead you would like to write a great book: then you will be creative, it’s not that way; a friend has come: a little gossiping is perfectly beautiful.

All great scriptures are nothing but conversations of people who were creative. If you really love something it is creative. It is you ego that is creating the trouble, Drop the ego and everything is creative. A holy man is an ordinary man who loves ordinary life, Chopping wood, carrying water from the well, cooking.. Whatever he touches becomes holy. Not that he is doing great things, but whatever he does, he does it greatly.

The greatness is not in the thing done. The greatness is in the consciousness that you bring while you do it. When I say be creative, I do not mean that you should all go and become great painters and poets. I simply mean “let your life be a painting, let your life be pottery”.