With the "Mira Road rape incident" hitting the head lines on almost every newspaper everyday, it makes me sulk. Horrifying ,isnt it? Defies the very sacntity of a father daughter relationship. Seems that the victims mother knew about all this , but opted to be silent as her husband did not object to her extra marital affair with the "so called tantrik". The father and tantrik also raped the younger daughter. Now the tantrik is ready to marry off his son to the younger daughter and not the elder because he thinks that she is too used...
The Indian Penal code 1860 imposes a punishment of minimum seven years..Such types of rape cases do not qualify for a capital punishment .Rape is probably the most heinous crimes that can be ever committed. I think these rapist should be 'castrated'. Then it will be the Human Rights organizations who would come forward and object to all this saying that every human even a criminal has a right to life." Human"? are such persons even humans?..
I remember watching a movie a few years back, It was called "Zakhmi Aurat" Its about women who have been raped and how they get revenge by castrating the rapists.
I may sound too harsh , but ...............
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Faith...
Walt Disney died much before the much awaited opening o his second Theme Park in Florida.At the opening ceremony a person said to Walt Disney's brother."It is a shame that your brother did not live to see this." To this the brother replied '"Oh , yes he saw it and that is why it is here".
When he was a boy he asked his mother what was the happiest moment in her life. She replied,"This moment , right now". He further asked, "What about all the happy moments you had in your life say for example your marriage , my birth?" She said ,:Happiest moment then was then. My happiest moment now is now.You can really live in the moment you are in. And that requires unflinching faith".
Jesus was known to be a great healer. His faith was such that he could even raise the dead from the grave. The Holy Bible narrates one of Jesus's most memorable healing incidents. There was a woman who was suffering from serious hemorrhaging . She tried all medications possible but that did not help. But she had faith in Lord Jesus and she believed that if she could even touch the hem of the Lord's garment she cud be healed. She followed Jesus , touched him and was cured. When this happened Jesus turned around and asked who touched his feet. No one came forward. Peter who was accompanying Jesus wonder why Jesus was curious to know when he was surrounded by a big crowd. To this the Lord answered,"It was someone who deliberately touched me . I could feel the healing power go out from me.!"
Faith is to believe what we do not see. And the reward of faith is to see what we believe
Friday, March 20, 2009
I want to go back to the time when......
This is a very beautiful poem that I came across today. I am sure most of us will agree to this..
I want to go back to the time
when "getting high" meant "on a swing",
when "drinking" meant "apple juice",
when "dad" was the only "hero",
when "love" was "mom's hug",
when "dad's shoulder" was "highest place on earth",
when your "worst enemies" were "your siblings",
when the only thing that cud "hurt" were your "skinned knees",
when the only thing "broken" were your "toys" and
when the "goodbyes" only meant "till tomorrow".....
..those are the days I cherish n wish to go back in time......
And those were the BEST days of my life.......
I want to go back to the time
when "getting high" meant "on a swing",
when "drinking" meant "apple juice",
when "dad" was the only "hero",
when "love" was "mom's hug",
when "dad's shoulder" was "highest place on earth",
when your "worst enemies" were "your siblings",
when the only thing that cud "hurt" were your "skinned knees",
when the only thing "broken" were your "toys" and
when the "goodbyes" only meant "till tomorrow".....
..those are the days I cherish n wish to go back in time......
And those were the BEST days of my life.......
Will you be there for me......
Emotional support is the best one can give the other.. I came across this article some time back.. And it touched me.....
His mother used to ask him what the most important part of the body was. Through the years he thought about it and he felt that sound was very important.. He answered his mom that "the ears" were the most important part of the body.Momma replied.."Boy.. so many people are deaf...Think again"
Years passed and she asked him again. This time he replied,"Momma sight is very important. So i think 'The eyes ' are the most important part of the body.Momma said,"Baby ,there are so many people who are blind..But you are learning fast"
His quest for knowledge continued and over the years mom kept asking him and her answer was always NO. Then few years later his grandpa expired.Everybody was hurt everyone was crying. This was the first time he had seen his dad cry. His mom looked at him when it was time to say a final goodbye to grandpa..She asked him,"Son , now do you know what is the most important part of the body?"He did not expect her to ask him this now. seeing the confusion on his face she said," For all the answers you gave me in the past, my answer was always NO and i have given you explanations to that.But today is the day you need to learn tis important lesson ". Her eyes were wet. "My dear, the most important part of your body is your shoulder" He promptly replied, "That's because it holds up your head".
She replied,"NO, that's because it hold the head of your loved one when they cry.Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life. I hope you get one when you need it and you can give one when the person you love needs it. " It was then that he knew that the most important body part is not a selfish one....
People will forget what you said.. people will forget what you did.. But they will never forget how you made them feel.......
His mother used to ask him what the most important part of the body was. Through the years he thought about it and he felt that sound was very important.. He answered his mom that "the ears" were the most important part of the body.Momma replied.."Boy.. so many people are deaf...Think again"
Years passed and she asked him again. This time he replied,"Momma sight is very important. So i think 'The eyes ' are the most important part of the body.Momma said,"Baby ,there are so many people who are blind..But you are learning fast"
His quest for knowledge continued and over the years mom kept asking him and her answer was always NO. Then few years later his grandpa expired.Everybody was hurt everyone was crying. This was the first time he had seen his dad cry. His mom looked at him when it was time to say a final goodbye to grandpa..She asked him,"Son , now do you know what is the most important part of the body?"He did not expect her to ask him this now. seeing the confusion on his face she said," For all the answers you gave me in the past, my answer was always NO and i have given you explanations to that.But today is the day you need to learn tis important lesson ". Her eyes were wet. "My dear, the most important part of your body is your shoulder" He promptly replied, "That's because it holds up your head".
She replied,"NO, that's because it hold the head of your loved one when they cry.Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life. I hope you get one when you need it and you can give one when the person you love needs it. " It was then that he knew that the most important body part is not a selfish one....
People will forget what you said.. people will forget what you did.. But they will never forget how you made them feel.......
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I Am... By Hemant Trivedi
For those who dont know who he is .. He is India's leading fashion designer.
Few years ago he met with an accident which almost left him dead.. and ofcourse he didnt want to die.It was during this period that he realised and discovered a new tolerance in himself which he never new existed.
When the accident took place the only question that crossed his mind a million times was "Why me?". The answer he got was that may be people were jealous of him.. Well that ofcourse didnt make sense..Then one day he met a stranger.. 'an angel in disguise' he claims.. the stranger said the accident happened to him because he was the only one who could face it, fight it and win it.He was chosen to get hurt because he had the strength to bounce back.
A very similar article that I came across was about Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbeldon player.. Arthur was dying of AIDS which he got infected due to the blood he received during a heart surgery. He received condolences from his fans . One letter said."Why did God have to chose you to go through such a bad disease?"
To this he replied."In the world over 5 crore children start playing tennis, 5o lakh play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50000 come to the tennis court, 5000 reach the Grand slam, 50 reach Wimbeldon , 4 to teh semis and 2 to the finals..And only 1 wins. When I was holding the cup I never asked God..WHY ME?.........
Inspiring.... isn't it?.....
Few years ago he met with an accident which almost left him dead.. and ofcourse he didnt want to die.It was during this period that he realised and discovered a new tolerance in himself which he never new existed.
When the accident took place the only question that crossed his mind a million times was "Why me?". The answer he got was that may be people were jealous of him.. Well that ofcourse didnt make sense..Then one day he met a stranger.. 'an angel in disguise' he claims.. the stranger said the accident happened to him because he was the only one who could face it, fight it and win it.He was chosen to get hurt because he had the strength to bounce back.
A very similar article that I came across was about Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbeldon player.. Arthur was dying of AIDS which he got infected due to the blood he received during a heart surgery. He received condolences from his fans . One letter said."Why did God have to chose you to go through such a bad disease?"
To this he replied."In the world over 5 crore children start playing tennis, 5o lakh play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50000 come to the tennis court, 5000 reach the Grand slam, 50 reach Wimbeldon , 4 to teh semis and 2 to the finals..And only 1 wins. When I was holding the cup I never asked God..WHY ME?.........
Inspiring.... isn't it?.....
Mind over Matter....
Well if you are wondering what this is... this is the column that appears in the Times of India on sundays under the section Mind over matter.. I am a follower of this column n I religiously read it every sunday.. In my next few blogs I am going to share some really beautiful and inspiring stories that I have come across over the years...
In this column social personalities share their experiences in life and what they learn t from it.. Some how i really love to read about peoples experiences . Its so very inspiring . motivating . I believe ... LEARN FROM OTHERS MISTAKES.... COZ YOU CANT MAKE THEM ALL YOURSELF........:)
In this column social personalities share their experiences in life and what they learn t from it.. Some how i really love to read about peoples experiences . Its so very inspiring . motivating . I believe ... LEARN FROM OTHERS MISTAKES.... COZ YOU CANT MAKE THEM ALL YOURSELF........:)
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Visa..
Hi here i m writing my second blog. So this ones abt my visa appointment. Man wat a period it was.
"Keep looking for the visa dates...""Wat are u doing ..did u check the dates today","Hope we get a date before I fly""I so very want you to come me" Who said so... who else but Shaunak. Desparately trying to get visa dates since the first week of December. But no luck.....
So heres the story... For some reason the visa site was just not showing up the interview dates.. Every day every hour we had been looking at the site...PLEASE CHECK AFTER 24 HOURS .. God knows what those guys meant by 24 hours. We were ready with all the documents. We even got the marriage registered on the next day of marriage... Ahhhh we left our two day honeymoon half way just to go all the way from The Leela to The Marriage Registrars office.. Shaunak even got the family housing in Goleta just a day before he left for India. Everything's in place except the date. We even tried contacting a person inside the Consulate to ask him if the system was down. He says everything's fine no technical faults. even he wondered why the site didnt show the dates. Then someone tells us that they have a quota or something for every type of visa. May be it was over. :((( But then it will open sometime right... but when ..? We didn't know. All we had to do was wait. My ticket was already booked for the 16th of jan late night.. Its 5th of Jan n we still had no visa date. We decided to go through an agent. He says "soryy madam dates nahi dakhavat ahe" . In India there are agents to do evry single work of urs. U say it n they do it. woww. i think later in life i m goona open an agency which tells people which agent to contact for which work. Charge commission from both sides. One for the advice n the other from the agency for suggesting them....
I still remember it was the 7th of Jan a Wednesday.. Mom in law comes n tells us that there is some agent in Poona who can get you the dates you want.. HUH? OK lets contact him. We did that. He said that the earliest date was 16th... Day when i flying.. isn't that too much of a risk that if the visa is regected... I cant cancel my ticket after 24 hours before i fly.. Oh ya and that chap said if you want those days we had to give him 4500 extra.... n he also guarantees the visa 100 % . woww wat contacts that man should be having... But then somehow shaunak wasn't ready to go thru him. Wat if he is a Con. You cannt take risk with all this.., So tehn we decide taht we will postpone my ticket n wait till i find a visa date officially...
Ahhh ..... i cud now wait for Avaneesh first bday... I cud spend some time with friends, I cud go n stay with mom dad... How i am goon amiss them once i get to USA. ...So we had made up or minds... I was NOt flying with Shaunak. We called up the travel agent asking her to postpone the ticket. ...
8th jan 7.45 pm,. Tring tring.. whos it .. The travel agent. The dates are available... huh..? ya she said that she cud see the dates on the site... how come. Put Marathi as the language of interview... WAT...... yes we did that n we cud see 15th jan date available....Didnt it strike the bigshot agent... Oh that simple. We hurriedly logged on to teh site refilled all the forms n WE HAD A DATE... the nxt day we went to the Consulate submitted al teh documents n now iw as waiting for the interview. I was a bit sad.. ahh i was goona miss Avaneesh first bday , i was goona miss spending time with parents with friends.... but then I had to go some day n tht day as 16th as planned.....
Less than a week n i was not prepared . I made quick lists of things i wanted . Do u get this there do u get that..Oh man i was behaving as if i was going to the remotest place on earth. A week full of shopping meeting people. an overnight stay with parents... UFFF i was tired
Then came the day of the interview. It was goona be in Marathi.. hahaha i was feeling so proud... ekdum marathi manus jaga zala types. But the interview was very much in English. It seems even if you atke a date in Any language you have to tell them if u need an interpreter. Ofcourse i didnt need one . all we wanted was a visa date which we got. The interview went good. very good. the officer didn't see a single document. Instead was very much interested in knowing my love story... Whn did u meet him when did he pro[pose were parents invloved.. and all such sorts of questions ....and then she says U GOT THE VISA>
Finally. .. Now the nxt question will i get the stamped passport the same evening. Coz if not that evening they said it will be couriered to the address two days later... OH GOD... help me... we just kep praying.... We went to the Consulate in the evening. A long queue.... Finally at 5 pm tehy let us in.. My no was yet to be aclled out.. There were soo many who didnt get teh passport.. Wat if I dnt...... No i cannot even postpone my ticket...All sorts of worries were running thrugh my mind. My nos called out... I kept my fingers cross. n guess wat HURRAAAAYYY i got teh passport. The guy thr said that i wa really luck to get it today...
Now everything was in place, I was flying the nxt day.. N I was happy.... very vey happy. teh sadness just disappered . I was excited to see teh US OF A. n the most exciting part was goona be my first evr air journey.......
Moral of the story... opposite of murphys law... Anythings that has to go right will go right.
and If u dnt get a visa date in English try other languauges.......
"Keep looking for the visa dates...""Wat are u doing ..did u check the dates today","Hope we get a date before I fly""I so very want you to come me" Who said so... who else but Shaunak. Desparately trying to get visa dates since the first week of December. But no luck.....
So heres the story... For some reason the visa site was just not showing up the interview dates.. Every day every hour we had been looking at the site...PLEASE CHECK AFTER 24 HOURS .. God knows what those guys meant by 24 hours. We were ready with all the documents. We even got the marriage registered on the next day of marriage... Ahhhh we left our two day honeymoon half way just to go all the way from The Leela to The Marriage Registrars office.. Shaunak even got the family housing in Goleta just a day before he left for India. Everything's in place except the date. We even tried contacting a person inside the Consulate to ask him if the system was down. He says everything's fine no technical faults. even he wondered why the site didnt show the dates. Then someone tells us that they have a quota or something for every type of visa. May be it was over. :((( But then it will open sometime right... but when ..? We didn't know. All we had to do was wait. My ticket was already booked for the 16th of jan late night.. Its 5th of Jan n we still had no visa date. We decided to go through an agent. He says "soryy madam dates nahi dakhavat ahe" . In India there are agents to do evry single work of urs. U say it n they do it. woww. i think later in life i m goona open an agency which tells people which agent to contact for which work. Charge commission from both sides. One for the advice n the other from the agency for suggesting them....
I still remember it was the 7th of Jan a Wednesday.. Mom in law comes n tells us that there is some agent in Poona who can get you the dates you want.. HUH? OK lets contact him. We did that. He said that the earliest date was 16th... Day when i flying.. isn't that too much of a risk that if the visa is regected... I cant cancel my ticket after 24 hours before i fly.. Oh ya and that chap said if you want those days we had to give him 4500 extra.... n he also guarantees the visa 100 % . woww wat contacts that man should be having... But then somehow shaunak wasn't ready to go thru him. Wat if he is a Con. You cannt take risk with all this.., So tehn we decide taht we will postpone my ticket n wait till i find a visa date officially...
Ahhh ..... i cud now wait for Avaneesh first bday... I cud spend some time with friends, I cud go n stay with mom dad... How i am goon amiss them once i get to USA. ...So we had made up or minds... I was NOt flying with Shaunak. We called up the travel agent asking her to postpone the ticket. ...
8th jan 7.45 pm,. Tring tring.. whos it .. The travel agent. The dates are available... huh..? ya she said that she cud see the dates on the site... how come. Put Marathi as the language of interview... WAT...... yes we did that n we cud see 15th jan date available....Didnt it strike the bigshot agent... Oh that simple. We hurriedly logged on to teh site refilled all the forms n WE HAD A DATE... the nxt day we went to the Consulate submitted al teh documents n now iw as waiting for the interview. I was a bit sad.. ahh i was goona miss Avaneesh first bday , i was goona miss spending time with parents with friends.... but then I had to go some day n tht day as 16th as planned.....
Less than a week n i was not prepared . I made quick lists of things i wanted . Do u get this there do u get that..Oh man i was behaving as if i was going to the remotest place on earth. A week full of shopping meeting people. an overnight stay with parents... UFFF i was tired
Then came the day of the interview. It was goona be in Marathi.. hahaha i was feeling so proud... ekdum marathi manus jaga zala types. But the interview was very much in English. It seems even if you atke a date in Any language you have to tell them if u need an interpreter. Ofcourse i didnt need one . all we wanted was a visa date which we got. The interview went good. very good. the officer didn't see a single document. Instead was very much interested in knowing my love story... Whn did u meet him when did he pro[pose were parents invloved.. and all such sorts of questions ....and then she says U GOT THE VISA>
Finally. .. Now the nxt question will i get the stamped passport the same evening. Coz if not that evening they said it will be couriered to the address two days later... OH GOD... help me... we just kep praying.... We went to the Consulate in the evening. A long queue.... Finally at 5 pm tehy let us in.. My no was yet to be aclled out.. There were soo many who didnt get teh passport.. Wat if I dnt...... No i cannot even postpone my ticket...All sorts of worries were running thrugh my mind. My nos called out... I kept my fingers cross. n guess wat HURRAAAAYYY i got teh passport. The guy thr said that i wa really luck to get it today...
Now everything was in place, I was flying the nxt day.. N I was happy.... very vey happy. teh sadness just disappered . I was excited to see teh US OF A. n the most exciting part was goona be my first evr air journey.......
Moral of the story... opposite of murphys law... Anythings that has to go right will go right.
and If u dnt get a visa date in English try other languauges.......
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