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.

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.

            

Question and Answer

Why?

Why there were and are always some major issues with our beautiful country India. If we take our history text book we mostly find that innumerable people tried to conquer this land and harass the people over here. Since Muhammad bin Qasim age to Moghuls , everyone came and made living of people miserable. Marathas tried to make peace for a while, but that was also short lived.

Things got worse when British invaded India and became rulers.  By 1910 they took 90 crores of revenue to England. By this we can imagine how much they tortured us. Uncountable people died, many families shattered to give the coming generation a free country. Gandhiji, Tilak, Savarkar and many more left their lucrative jobs and lived a pitiable life. Back to my question. Why???...

Why so much of sufferings. Now after independence problems are no less. Terrorist are always ready for a war, our brave Army is 24*7 protecting us from them. Corruption, poverty the internal problems are no less. I don’t know about other countries but my nation has gone through great problems and also going through.  But what actually give us the strength to fight against such odds?
Mysterious.  How come always there is sunshine after the darkness. So much of diversity we have in our country. Diversity in thinking, in culture, in dressing everything.  When any problem appears we leave behind our differences and fight with oneness. This is the country where humanity is worship along with the Almighty. We love and practice peace.

 Because-  Sun never sets on Indian Empire. 

CONTRADICTION

            

BEEF BAN MY CHOICE

 I know after the end of this blog I will be having haters much more than lovers in my life. But it’s MYCHOICE. What a contradiction in our society. Girls are supporting the #Mychoice video of Deepika as if she has taken place of Mother Teresa in every girl's life( A message for Deepika in between,- Stop copying Madhuri Dixit , 1^st Mohini and now Vogue, you are nowhere in front of Madhuri). And on the other side people are getting mad over #BeefBan.  So at one place woman should get freedom limitless and on other animals who are innocent but less wise then human being as well as being human should be killed so that you should get tasty food to eat and enjoy hunting and wear beautiful clothes because you are not originally beautiful.( Now please don’t argue with stupid comments that plants also are innocent, we should even stop eating them if this is the case. God has created the food chain, where human interrupted and damaged everything)

            This is the food chain we were taught in our school days. I know Stone Age people or warriors used to eat non-veg food. That was because their duty was to fight for their nation and needed to go under extreme hardship, where vegetables are not sufficient for required strength. But now a day’s people give hardship only for their fingers. Man is nowhere in the food chain.  Yesterday some people misinterpreted advocate general’s statement. Following was the reaction-

PWP MLC Jayant Patil, objecting to the AG's announcement, said, "I could not sleep at night. Government cannot decide what I will eat"

How human got right to decide animal’s fate? Only beacuse God has given you a bit of extra brain which usually you use for destruction. I think when God made man he must have sent him with intention that he should take care of weaker section of society. By weaker section I don’t mean caste wise. I mean animals, birds etc. But He must be wonderstruck by our behaviour. So please people think over it. I know I am vegetarian so cannot understand you but you will stop being selfish.  

ON LIGHTER NOTE- Just imagine for a while if animals make some Union and make mutiny against human beings. One tiger might me enjoying Deepika padukone’s leg piece and some bear might me giving treat to his family by offering them Katrina kaif leg piece ;)

Funnily horrifying right?

Unfortunate

Bhagat singh and Shivaji have Lost the battle

Seriously India with such a rich heritage and being one of the ancient civilisation, why we were cursed with such immature and selfish media and also with crafty bloody politicians. India is a great country ruled by bloodsucker leaders.

Once I was standing in a huddled local train. A man was reading some Hindi newspaper. He was holding the paper such that even I could read the whole page comfortably. I peeked for couple of minutes into the paper and I found out there was not single news which will inspire you, which will motivate and will give feel good factor. There was not a single news which will make anyone proud of our country. I don’t think in 125cr people no positive hearsays are spreading. Why did BBC take such interviews. They should have interviewed a person like Varun Pruthi who is showcasing humanity in his amazing videos. I ask you Arnab why you choose topics which are controversial and which are least motivating for anyone, why can’t you search a topic which will lead to some answer for betterment of society.

Media please don’t make people discuss about AIB, ask them to discuss about IIM, IIT. These news channels should stop their hunger for sake of the country and for coming generations. Please introspect about what you are showing to the coming generation. Instead of showing Virat and Anshuka’s affair, let them see how they strived hard to become successful in their career. People I beg you just don’t trust the media blindly please you use your intellectual brain given to you by Almighty.

Politicians are cruellest on all. When people will ask for black money they will ask someone like mohan bhagwat to make some controversial statement. So instead of people catching hold of politicians they will discuss how RSS is extremist. Bhagat Singh and Shivaji might be feeling defeated now in Heaven in front of George Washington and Napolean. They might be bowing down their heads in shame.

 I feel depressed that why the best country is now having bad image around the globe! Why are we still in developing phase! Why are we so unfortunate!

          How can we proudly say with a smile?

                                  “ Mera Bharat mahan.   

Sau me se ninyanve bemaan”

LOVE YOU GOD SACHIN

                 LOVE YOU GOD SACHIN

                 “ A gap bas marin tula ek kana khali jasta shahan pana karu nakos” shouted  by 11yr  Boy with curly hair  and height of around  four and half feet l .He was bulling a guy who was double His height but half of His width.”Vinod just tell him not to come here to play with us I don’t like him” while saying this He slapped the taller one hard on his cheeks, that coy boy started crying and went away in anguish to his home.  The Victor started laughing very cunningly with His friends.

                  This scene was very common in Sharadahram Vidyamandir High School. Many times teachers used to complain about His mischief   to His parents. But it hardly mattered Him as His parents were busy in their tedious jobs and earning money for the huge family. He would just concentrate on the game of   John McEnroe. John McEnroe the Wimbledon Champion of his times. He used to look up to him in those days. He started playing tennis only to mimic him.

                   Once He came home in very joyful manner and in happy mood   but  gasping  and started narrating His valour to His elder brother AJIT while removing His shoes, He said “You know Manoj that fatty I kicked his butt so hard that he fell down and cried like anything,  Vinod and me  enjoyed all that immensely  ”Ajit just heard all what his younger brother narrated and thought for a while with himself and told his young devil to wear the shoes back.  He denied by saying that he had just come. But without listening to a word Ajit just held his hand and dragged Him out of the house. He retaliated but all His efforts went in vain in front of His elder brother s strength. He started crying but Ajit was adamant and took Him to Shivaji Park. Shivaji park a big ground in Dadar where many children, grownups were playing cricket. Ajit stopped near a man. He was very thin, dark complexion and matured looks.Ajit first bowed down to touch that man’s feet, He was watching what His elder brother is doing. Ajit started speaking with the man “Achrekar Sir, He is my brother , very naughty, troublesome personality ,wherever He goes people just fire volley of complains . Now he is your responsibility, we all have accepted the defeat, we just dont see his future.”

                               

                                               

           Achrekar gazed the little figure having innocent eyes with full of tears hanging around. He went to Him and asked Him “Boy what is your name?”  He replied while sobbing “ Sachin RameshTendulkar”. Achrekar smiled and said” Nice name son! What you like most?” Sachin replied “Tennis and the great John McEnroe”. Achrekar continued “oh wow! Me too you saw his match of Wimbledon final how he outsmart his opponent!”  Sachin started feeling something common with this elderly man, he wiped his tears with sleeves and smilingly he replied “Yes! And what an ace it was at the last moment! ”

Ajit was enjoying the conversation between the would-be teacher and pupil. Achrekar asked in same tone in which he was talking about tennis “Son, do you play cricket?” Sachin also replied positively but still mesmerizing of John’s ace. As Achrekar  figured out that now the Boy is getting comfortable he just started coming to the point and stopped beating around the bush “Do your parents give you pocket money?” Sachin got frown within a moment and looked at Ajit annoyingly and replied”No”. Achrekar smiled “Ok! No problem I will give you money, come from tomorrow!” Sachin wondered about the statement and asked the obvious question “How?” and Achrekar Sir replied “Simple Kid! We will play cricket and while you are batting I will keep a coin on the stumps , if the bowler bowled you the coin will be given to him or else to you and same condition when you will be bowling another  batman” Sachin listened all this keenly. He smiled innocently and agreed to sir’s agreement. He looked at Ajit contented and hugged him in affection. He was very happy and overjoyed .Ajit thanked sir and held his brother‘s hand, The hand which then scored 100 centuries, beaten almost all records!

--- [JUST AN IMAGINATION]J