Toooo NuMb to AcT

Sometimes we talk big things ...and later realize we are not even worth contributing a small penny..

As if many Indians speak out eradicating corruption,terrorism, and many such social enigmas..but hardly anyone  act..

Its quite easy to speak against these odds..but acting against them is just impossible...

We speak about the enemies of our society...KASAB,, MAULANA MASOOD......countless names...  There are many suggestions by the Indians all over the world..about what must be done with these people.

But we often fail to recognise some of the enemies of our country who are hidden amongst us..
May be because we are just not bothered about the small stone...we are too busy removing the rocks..

I came across one such person last week
I was attending a Music show in our city... It was a very big crowd..
at the end all the spectators were asked to stand up for the national anthem,,,
It was one of the proudest moment in my life... a crowd  of one lakh stood up ...and silently expressed their love for the country..

but there were these group of men in the next row of audience who didn't bother to sprain their muscles.They remained  seated for the entire 52 seconds...

That was resistible...but they didn't even bother keeping quite for a few seconds... they were constantly passing comments about the national anthem,,,

They were indeed strangers to me...but the hatred that i felt for them was something difficult to express in words..I felt helpless.. I could do nothing ,

even though I felt slapping them at their face,,, I was left helpless..

after the anthem ,,I spoke about it to my friends present there..but the reply was silly,,
" why do you bother them,,,None in the crowd around us spoke against them,,why you?? get going"

Aren't these people enemies of  India??..I am sorry that they are Indians!!!

there are many instances to these disrespect in our country..................once the Channawala packed me  the channas(nuts)  in INDIAN FLAG

I am helpless when I  am asked bribe by the officer to get my domicile documents...
I am helpless when my colleague gets eve teased..
I am helpless when I witness gender discrimination in my country,,

but I am aware that if we stand united...if we stay awake against these odds...we can change the country,,,,
all that it needs is too get united.... its our turn...the youth of our nation..to demand..to act...and to built a better nation..
Is it impossible when there are 540 million youth in our country??

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN IN RESPONSE TO Too Busy To Care Syndrome..BY BLOGADDA AND JAAGO RE
I am too busy to care, but want to do something. Jaago Re and BlogAdda.com are helping me do my bit for the society.

Living the nightmare

Dear anu,

I am sorry for postponing the plan of the movie last week...I know that you are fed up of spending your day at the daycare and thus wish to spend a day out with your parents,,,but how can I explain you about my fear,,the fear of the sympathy portrayed on me by the cruel society...

It all started with a pain in the right breast.I guessed if it was the outcome of the stress of your approaching mid term exams...or the load of targets I had to accomplish at workplace...I simply ignored the pain..for health was always a second option for me.

later  cold cough and other illness started troubling me and the antibiotics suggested by Dr. Gupta did not work.
And then the abnormalities in my body lead me to consult a better doctor .
The tests that he suggested  had weird names that I had never heard of. His advice to avoid lifting heavy weight couldn't stop me from  lifting  your schoolbag everyday to school. Afterall how could I run from my responsibilities???

It was a dreadful Wednesday when I ran out of the doctors cabin...I was almost paralysed . I couldn't even scream to disturb the peaceful ambiance of the hospital. All that I could do was hold you father's hand helplessly .. I was helpless to accept the reality of the BREAST CANCER  that I was diagnosed with.

It was you filled in my thoughts. Blots of your innocence and love defeated  me . I knew  I had to win over this. I had to survive.

I believed that I was the luckiest woman in the world . The most pampered daughter , the most loved wife and the best mother.
But now unfortunately all that I possess are the sleepless nights..and tons of sympathy.Perhaps that is the reason why I hid it from rest of the society...

I am helpless to answer your questions. How can I explain you the sudden baldness over my head..???How can I explain you the clashing of dates of the parents meeting at your school and the chemotherapy treatment at the hospital????

now that i am free of this disease and doctor assures my healthy life....I am also free of my infected body  part...the most important part of a female .....ever since the operation...my right breast is now something that existed in past..

I fear your request for a baby brother for your mom is now helpless.

I wish I could lead the same life as before.....no more sympathies...no more medical advices...no more sleepless nights...

I want back the happiness of our family..I wish to lead a normal day of 10 hour  at workplace, two hours in the kitchen..and rest of the day with you....I don't want to be a target of sympathy anymore for I  have lived a nightmare for the past two years......

Hats off to the blogadda's campaign to combat cancer....when I read this article on blogadda the first thing that came to my mind was the story of my cousin who recently escaped the clutches of this dreadful disease.
Above is an excerpt of her fight with the disaster......through my viewpoint all that she wanted to tell to her daughter....the seven year old niece of mine.

Cancer has always been a nightmare to many people around me...Right from my classmate who died of blood cancer to two of my family friends diagnosed with breast cancer and stomach cancer....
 Looking forward for a better world...free from the clutches of this demon...................

ABSOLUTELY, Not me!!!!!!!!!

The bell rang. As usual every students rushed out of the class as if they were just released from the concentration camp. She was busy searching for something in the pink jute bag that clinged to her left arm.

"archuu, what are you searching??"

"Ah! I found it, guys, see my new cell phone," .It was kept sandwiched between her textbooks.

" my uncle brought it from Dubai, my birthday gift , the latest model, its so handy and cute,,,,,,blah,,blah ,,,blah....."

She boasted about her phone as if she is is the only person with a mobile on the earth. Honestly many of us didn't like it

( think twice if you're gonna call this dislike as jealousy!)

soon, her phone blinked. she's got a new message.She struggled to manage with the unfamiliar keys on her new phone.

Hi! this is my new number, save it, do call sometimes,,--ur best friend!

Raising her eyebrows, she checked the sender and location.No idea!??. her finger ran fast on the keypad. a few seconds later , she received another message

'u don't remember me? hw can u 4get me? u were my best friend, at least thats wat i called u! :-( '

Archana was confused. That day she didn't bother to mind the gossips that we shared in the train while returning home. Her face seemed upset when she received another message from the same unknown number

'A daily thought…
A silent tear…
A Constant wish that u r near…
Words are few but thoughts r deep…
Memories of our friendship i’ll always keep!!

She hurriedly typed something in the text box, and waited for the reply. This time it went like this...'

i thought u must have recognized me.. we even met 2day morning at the railway station, u looked gr8 in your pink kurta. hope u will recognized me!'

Guys, if you stood in her shoes, wont u become restless???

The sentence above does not indicate archu's new shoe that her aunt gifted from states (that's what she said yesterday, well I had spotted the same in the chor bazaar).

Coming back, she tried with many 'who's this' text messages , only to get stupid friendship messages as reply.

Though this mystery troubled her and her new Dubai phone for many days , her best stranger friend has stopped messaging since the last two days. Now its her turn,, she has started troubling the unknown number with those stupid smses, followed with a who r u.

Archu, if you are reading this, then please do me a favour, stop sending those stupid smses.

My inbox is full, and my service provider is troubling me with those zero balance messages. And don't send me a threat mail. if you really want to do something , then recharge my mobile balance..i lost them aall because of your unknown friend!:-(