Straight from the Spy's mouth

      Finally the day arrived when these bastard allowed aai and Sangita to come and meet me. I was really counting down the minutes to meet aai. But before the scheduled time a pakistan inspector came to my cell and handed me a paper. I was astonished to read the content. The paper read that I m a spy for Raw and because of them I am in such heinous conditions. International court of justice saved my life but I have to live in such pathetic and rogue place. And now they want me to become their puppet and talk non gospel things with my family

      With heavy heart I entered one room at the scheduled time. I was waiting desperately to see them. I saw one glass window and intercom on both sides. i understood their plan. But I was helpless.. After 10 mins or so aai and Sangita entered.. I was struck to see no bindi on my mother's forehead also on Sangita s. I also noticed that both of them were wearing punjabi suits. Aai never ever in her whole life wore anything apart from saree. I wanted to hug them tight and cry out loud. But it was not possible. My mother asked me the first very caring question in marathi. But before I can answer the lady police officer asked my mother to speak only in Hindi and not in any other language. It was bit difficult for my mother to speak in hindi. so I started that how's baba , looking at her forehead. When she said He is Good and wanted to visit me, I heaved a sign of relief. After 1-2 questions with both of them, the inspector standing next to me said the things in my ears which I dint want to hear ever in my life. He again wanted me to say that how I am spying in pakistan for india. Helpless me started telling to my wife that I am spy and not just commissioner. Raw had alloted some task to me but I have failed in that. My aai recognised that something is wrong and asked " why are you talking like you have mugged up something , just talk from the heart." I wanted to talk so much, hear so much, but all my emotions were handcuffed by these evil Pakistanis. My meeting ended in 40 to 45 mins. It was disturbed many times by the officials. I was taken back to my custody. I cried a lot in there.. the strength which I upholded for so long had became Zero. I wish this punishment should end as soon as possible in some or other way. Pakistani tried all this drama to show the international community that how  humanitarian they are. They used me and my family for their drama. I only can pray to God for justice and ask Him that my family should reach india safely.

AMAZING SIMPLY AMAZING

This blog should obviously get posted. I visited a place few weeks before which was the only good thing British did to Indians. They took the help of these lands to torture us, but now these acreages are giving us immense pleasure. These are 500 islands together situated far away from the mainland India and has all the essence of the positive qualities of the mainland. I never went through this feeling of love at first sight before watching these islands from 7-8 km. The lush green small lands surrounded by colorful sea. The canvas of sea was having numerous colors like cyan, green, blue, white etc.

                Every island here has some unique characteristics. They are small and pure. The purity is not only in the nature but also in the human beings who are in proximity with the mother nature. Every beach you visit here gives you amazing sense of serenity. The waves are in no rush. The clear waters add to your amazement. These lands are very prosperous in coconuts, supari etc. Stunning fishes which you witness in your scuba diving and in coral beach increase your respect towards Almighty. You thank Him for making this world so colorful. When the sand touches your feet it doesn’t remain with you and gets washed away with water. It is so soft and silky. Sand too only wants that you should take the calmness from these islands and nothing else.

                This place makes you observe the nature. In your daily mundane routine you don’t know how sunsets and moon rises. At this place you get all the backlogs cleared. The melodious sound of waves with every ray of moonlight on the sea takes you the whole new level of tranquility which you never before have observed. After exploring all such nature’s gift to humanity its really very painstaking to leave from there and come back to polluting horning rat-racing depreciating surroundings. Every facet here in ANDAMAN is very fascinating and intriguing. 

               

LORD VENKATESHWARA BAAHUBALI

                             Srivari brahmotsavam

          The biggest festival of Lord tirupati falls in the months September and October. It last for 9 days. It is said that in this period Lord comes out the abode and meet the people. Tirupati temple situated on the hill station Tirumala witnesses around 60,000 devotees every day. This number increases to over 1 lakh in this Brahmotsavam period. I with my family witnessed this glorious festival this year. Don’t know whether we were blessed or we were cursed that we were there during this festival epoch.

          There are two ways to reach Tirumala from tirupati, one by road transport and one by walking to Tirumala. After much of confusion we picked the first one. Thank god we opted for this. We dint know what was coming to us that time.   

From tirupati we reached Tirumala in the morning. The first thing anyone can witness was huddles of people. And one more peculiar thing was most of them were bald. People believe that offering hair to Lord is pious and reduces ‘Ahankar’. We shifted our luggage in our lodging room and decided that we would shop before the Darshan and enter the queue in the evening. As planned we had heavy lunch (on banana leaf adding the taste to the food) and had a small nap. Then by 4-4.30 we started getting ready for the darshan with full enthusiasm. Women in family wore new brand sarees. I wore white lungi for the first time in full exuberance. Needless to say we clicked pictures.  Left our mobile phones in our room and by jeep we reached the ‘Sarva Darshan ‘queue As the brahmotsavam was celebrated no special darshans were offered to the devotees only the free sarva darshan was available. Around 6.30pm we joined the queue with great devotion and excitement.

We have made our mind that we will be sitting in queue complex (the waiting area) for around 3-4 hours and 2-3 hours in the queue which makes 7-8 hours maximum for darshan. As we moved ahead with time all our assumptions started looking blurred. We were in queue for almost 4 hours and still we dint reach the Q complex. Around 100ms from us we saw the gates for Q complex were closed. It was 11pm dark night. Fog and rain outside. Though we were in shade the cold sprinkles were making us shiver. By 12.15am I lost the patience and moved out of the line to find out the truth that when the doors will reopen.

There we got every possible answer. Some people said 4.am and darshan will start by 10am. Some news were there from so called reliable people that everything is shut down and the line will come alive by 10am in the morning . That means we will be standing or sitting in that chaotic place for next 10hours.  I lost my patience and asked my family to come out of the queue but no one was ready. I realized one thing that time. I was the only one who got panicked. I think I was because I found some may be facts about the future. Everyone else in the mammoth queue was so much ready to face any challenges. So many people with infants, senior citizens were fine with the situation. All were just motivated only to take one glimpse of the Lord Venkateshwara. None but me cared about what will happen tomorrow which disturbed me a bit. Me with my wife stayed in a small shelter which can accommodate 6-7 people but there around 15 people saved themselves from rain and cold. At around 3.30am a huge voice banged my ears. The voice was of an old man from the queue saying “GOOOVINDAAAAAA”. I don’t how but he knew that something is going to happen and that happened. The door got reopened.

We heaved a sigh of relief and entered the flowing line with utmost struggle. In half an hour we reached the Q complex. Q complex has around 30-35 compartments. Devotees are filled in them. Our compartment number was 26. The compartment was like a big room with steps. It was 4.15 in the morning and people were sleeping in whichever manner one can on the floors. We somehow managed to find place for ourselves. With many small naps we managed to pass some 4-5 hours after that we had tea, breakfast all for free. Now we were waiting for our compartment’s turn for the darshan. All lower to middle class telgu/tamil people all around made us much uncomfortable and felt that we were so much secluded from the crowd. There was on one to speak. There was a TV which showed Ramayana that to in telgu. Again different rumors were erupting that Gate will open in 10mins to 2 hours. It was really a test of patience. At 10.15am the gates opened. It was very much a refreshing moment. People huddled to the gate. By 11.30 we had the darshan. I experience something outside the world after darshan. We were in rough state for around 17 big hours. But as soon as the Lord Venkasheshwara appeared I felt so much mental peace and electrifying calmness. Legs were paining like hell but mind was fresh. All those efforts were felt very much a worth. Somewhere I got the feeling that there is obvious energy in the temple. There must be some magic by the creator of this cosmos. The magic which is beyond our understanding but we can feel it. Without this people won’t have so much faith in Him and come to get His 1 millisecond appearance.

TEMPLE RUN

                                    I feel that God created man for sheer entertainment for Him. He might got bored with the mundane dances performed by Menakas and Apsaras. He manufactured man the same way Man created Temple Run game. We run hard and hard in life the same way Guy Runner (Namesake) runs in the game.  

                                    In life we feel that we are so much important for everyone and also for the world but we are just a game for Him. Man runs for wealth the same way Guy runner runs for the golden idol. As in the game we never get to the golden idol the same way we are not satisfied with what we have with us. God gives us many chances by showing the gold coins in form of salary but we are not happy with that and wait for another set of coins. We see diamonds in between the game but that too we save it for further games. In real life we save money for further generations to come.

                                    We are temple run game for God. The game only ends with our death nothing else. You are never a winner. In life too some are more successful than others. The measurement of success is also different for each and every one. Whenever God might be watching that how much stressed or strained the man is he must be giggling very hard and thinking ‘Such an insane guy, the minute I turn the focus from you, you are dead. Just enjoy the moment you live.’ He can change the course of game the way He wants. He is the creator and the destroyer of our life/game. We made so many things to live the life. Initially only basic needs were fulfilled. That time there were only 3 basic needs to sustain. But now the list is big. The bigger the lists more are the chances of God losing the game.

                                    So life should be just taken as our mobile game as the creator is doing the same. Life should be taken sincerely but not seriously. Give the best but not the life. Look into the life the way God has planned for us. We are just a jelly fish in the whole massive ocean. Let’s try to make our life happy and serene or God will lose his control over the game.

            

THE BEST WIFE’S BIRTHDAY

                                          THE BEST WIFE’S BIRTHDAY                           

I think whatever I write in this blog you are aware of that already but I will try to bring something fresh. It’s been more than year now that we are together. The best thing happened to me since 29^th December 1990 is YOU. From day 1 I actually felt the changes in my feeling about you, from just a name in my life to the most important and valuable person of my life. Though we don’t have lot of memories of us before marriage but we have collected so many in last six months. I still remember the anxiety I felt every night and watching the clock to reach 10pm. Then your message used to arrive”cl kru ka?” I used to reply with the speed faster than light.  

                              The best thing anybody wants from his or her life partner is the attention and love. I am getting it at its best. I feel so relax in your arms. If someone asks me that which is the best place in world I would surely say Mom’s lap and Mau’s arms. No doubt about it. I feel gloomy whenever I think about the struggle you faced in our relation. With no mistake of yours, you spent sleepless nights. But somewhere I feel so lucky that such a beautiful and a sweet girl is worried about losing me. I feel so proud that I am worth loving and staying in someone s life. I am sorry again for making you sad and breaking the promises. Though we have fought a lot but it’s all because of our love towards each other.

                        Whatever I do in love is only to see you happy. Your smile gives me strength. I am ready to do whatever it takes to keep you smiling. You left everything and came to Hinge’s house with a big smile. You must have missed your family a lot. You stayed strong and calm though being a sensitive person is really a great thing to admire and one should learn this from you. I really feel so much resemblance in you and my Aaji(Mai). You both are very sensitive, cannot hurt anybody, calm by nature, favorite of everyone and last but not the least both loves me a lot.

            Today is your birthday. You are turning 25 today. I wish you a very healthy, prosperous, beautiful, extraordinary life. May Almighty bless you a lot. He has already blessed me with bringing you in my life. Once mom said that “He mulgi hira ahe.” She is 100% right. Thank you for being with me always. I want you with me always. “Tu Hai Toh, I’ll Be Alright”. I LOVE YOU A LOT MY MAU

    !! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!

India vs Pakistan

            

India vs Pakistan

After the massive defeat in CT2017 final against Pakistan I am really pondering over that what should be my approach towards Indian cricket team now. Should I call them Indian cricket team or My cricket team? Should I support them in their failures or should I curse them as most of us are doing. 

The best batting line up in the world could not withstand even 30 overs. Why there is such a jinx that if the top table batters gets out early then the whole team collapses like the buildings caught in an earthquake? I am bewildered about this happenings happening again and again with the Indian batting team. The worst thing happened that we were defeated by Pakistan. It was not at all surprising that there was Diwali like celebration in the Kashmir valley (Sorry Eid like celebration). It was very much wrong timing to lose against Pakistan. The wins against the neighbors in 1999 and 2003 world cups are still fresh in the minds of Indian as Pakistan had declared war against us during those times. Even today the situation is no less. After the killings of bastard Burhan Wani the separatist funded by Pakistan have got chance of spreading terrorism across Kashmir. 

One might think that what the relation of Kashmir events and cricket match is. The sportsman plays with same level of pride like the Army fights at the border. The fight on the playground is more visible than at the border. So win in such situations is very crucial for moral boosting of the country. People found a way to happiness by saying at least we won in hockey by 7-1. But when the popularity of both the game is considered the impact of win in cricket will always be more.

After all these opinions I feel we should back of team. As Dhoni said in one of the press conference that someday we will lose against Pakistan after 11-0 win in World cups against them, we should take this in positive manner. One day or the other we are supposed to lose against Pak. After all Cricket is a game only one team can win. And our team has given so many incidences to become happy and dance on the roads. We celebrate cricket wins more than Diwali. So let’s pray that MY Indian team will come back sooner and make us happy again by winning many more games.

Yaar lekin itna bura toh nhi harna chaiye tha re L