But some are more Equal than others..

A: Its a perpetual world with certain things fixed right before its inception.

B: Huh, not exactly the perpetual world rather it is the most dynamic world with full of uncertainties.

A: Oh, you think that way! let me correct you sir it is not dynamic forever. In fact most of the time it floats on its perpetuity.

B: Eh, but it is purely reversing of what you think. Most of the time it remains....... (interrupted).

C: Oh god! will you please stop it.

A: OK you tell me what type of world we live in ?

C: A world with full of cranky persons like you, I guess..!

B: Behave yourself, it's not a joke time.We are discussing a serious issue.

C: Oops.. serious ! Anyway let me contemplate over your so called serious issue..

C: aaaaan... I think it is neither the dynamic nor the perpetual world rather it is the World floating somewhere between them.
In other words it is the perpetuity which makes this world dynamic or vice versa, all the flaws which makes the world a world are quite justified. 

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I don't know whether A is correct or B or C but I wonder how a thought can be so realistic that, in spite being channeled into the vast period of time, it remains intact as it was when formulated.

" All animals are equal but some are more equal than others ", mentioned in George Orwell's novel ANIMAL FARM, is so deep rooted in today's world where inequality pervades all the way round the globe. It seems the more modern we became the more unequal we are. One can easily find this stark difference on the streets, slums and villages even in the cities of India. Then the question arises why we became, so called, a modern society if we eventually have to remain unequal at basic needs?
Even the hot tropical sun shining above could not diminish the fact that people hungry of power constantly segregate lower ones out of the equation. sometimes I wonder People, at the lower base of the pyramid of equality, are like an oil lamp in the corner apologetically spreading a small circle of dull light, as if it only served to amplify the darkness beyond the reach of its frail aura (Aah...! you see how comparing the two contrasting values makes  difference.!).
Moreover the only hope can we have is to let the rain lose his fury and wait until it become a drizzle; becoming a world of equals (at least to some extent).

समझते हो खुद को…?

     Another piece of HEART...

                                             समझते हो खुद को…?

               छोटी सी जिन्दगी में आसियां जो अपना बना लो तो 

                                     समझते हो खुद को 

              दो पल निकाल इस कसी जिन्दगी में से बतिया लो तो

                                     समझते हो खुद को

      तारों  की झिलमिलाहट, चाँद का मुस्कुराना गर अच्छा लगता है तो  

                                     समझते हो खुद को

                  बारिश की बूँदों से खेलना जो आता है तुम्हे तो

                                     समझते हो खुद को

     होती है मह्सूस गर्माहट उस माँ के हाथों की, उसकी ममता, उसका आँचल तो 

                                     समझते हो खुद को

              अनजानी राहों में आता है किसी को बनाना अपना तो

                                     समझते हो खुद को 

                छोटी सी जिन्दगी में आसियां जो अपना बना लो तो 

                       समझते हो खुद को…समझते हो खुद को…

लेखनी..

Should i post it...what if..this..that...oh God...!!
Ambivalent, of course, the best adjective to describe my state of mind at that very point of time...
Meanwhile "aah you should...go ahead.. it is worth appreciating...Go for it Ashish..", came the inner voice & i ended up posting it after all we were told to hear inner soul's voice(weren't we?)..." I thought i have contemplated enough...now it is the time, i would say, to flaunt it...and here it goes...the creation by heart (or my heart's lil corner rather to be precise ).

                                                     
                               

                                                      ~ लेखनी ~
            
                                   मेरी दोस्त, मेरी हमदर्द, मेरी प्यारी लेखनी
                                   कहाँ कोइ साथ निभाता है अन्धेरी रात में,
                             किन्तु हाथों में हाथ थामे मदद करने जो डट के खडी है
                                                    ये मेरी लेखनी ।

                                    कहाँ आता है पिरोना शब्दों को एक धागे में..
                                  हाथ पकड वो भी सिखाया ऐसी है ये मेरी लेखनी,
                                                मेरी दोस्त मेरी हमदर्द
                                                ये मेरी प्यारी लेखनी ।

                                  न करती गुस्सा, न जताती कोई इच्छा ...
                                  नि: स्वार्थ ही साथ निभाती बस ऐसी ही है
                                                 ये मेरी लेखनी ।

                               सोचता हूँ  न होती लेखनी तो मै अधूरा ही रह जाता,
                                        शायद ये कहना गुनाह न होगा कि मै,
                                                  मै ही न बन पाता ।

                                         बडी नीरस होती ये जिन्दगी गर
                                      बातें  रातों से न करना सिखाया होता,
                                   बिचारों की लहरों मे न गोता लगाया होता...
                      इन सब के बीच जिसके गर्म हाथों की ममता साथ मे थी तो वो थी
                                                    मेरी लेखनी..

                                    मेरी दोस्त, मेरी हमदर्द, ये मेरी प्यारी लेखनी ।
                    यही है कामना न छूटे साथ कभी, अनगढत परतें हम खोलते जाये;                                          
                                               विखेरते जाये हम रोशनी..

                                      सदा साथ रहना तुम मेरे, ओ मेरी दोस्त ,
                                            मेरी हमदर्द, मेरी प्यारी लेखनी
                                            प्यारी लेखनी..... प्यारी लेखनी.... ।

Urge to drink water!

A tiny germs of thought,  which compelled me to write this story was, was strong enough to keep me awake that night. I couldn't resist myself writing this. This story very innocently questions the obsolete approach of one person towards the religion of another person(i don't know what all things makeup their mind...).

~After arranging donation and fake birth certificate , i was able to get my son's admission done  in reputed school. Sandeeep was 2.5 year old and that school was asking for minimum 3 years of age. After getting admission done, i was like having a renounce victory over school's principal as he was asking for certificate again and again. Next day I took sandeep to market to brought him dress and school bag(stuff like that) as these things always fascinate little ones.
Shopkeeper was already in mess with some other customers. It was a hot day and the shop's  fan was too on its gray days, it was hardly able to keep cool. It was really irritating to stand in a queue on such a hot day without fan. But this irritation ended up in nothing but silence after all Sandeep was also with me, I just forgot about him. He was very restless, i don't know what  was that, may be the idea of having his glimmering stationary with him that he can't wait to discuss and explore next morning with his friend.
" Damn, what the hell is going on...why delay...?? " I whispered to myself. It was a old man bargaining on his couple of things, such glimpses of bargaining is common at such shops, shopkeeper was constantly trying to persuade him but was unable to distract him from his  idea of low price for his material. He was cursing shopkeeper and even govt. for surging prices.
" baahisahab, jaldi kijiye na baccha pareshaan ho raha hai..oopar se ye tapti garmi.." I told to shopkeeper  but when old man starred badly at me , i just started talking to sandeep(i don't know why have i done that??).
" papa, bahut pyaas lagi hai " sandeep told me after some time, I didn't replied. I couldn't resist myself remembring the incident- asking for water from shopkeeper amid  messy shopping last time.
" papa sachmuch bahut pyaas lagi hai, kuch kijiye naa..." sandeep asked me again after seeking a water pot at corner with shining glass over it. I ignored this time too. But when he insisted, i brought my mouth close to his ear like i was going to tell him something very mysterious thing " this is muslim's shop...don't be stubborn now" I whispered. I thought he would  be surprised to know, would be shocked and would surely leave that idea of having water any more.
but I saw this hardly made any sense to him,instead he asked waiting a couple of second "papa..what is this muslim meant for..?? " I was seeking corner hearing that and of course was afraid of hearing it by shopkeeper, but he was busy in something else which really made me relaxed. My silence over sandeep question shot another question to me " what if we drink water from a muslim's shop..??" he asked again.
I tried to keep his mouth shut, putting my hand over his mouth so that no one can hear it. I dragged him out of shop but his eyes was constantly looking for the answer. Actually these two questions really stirred me up. It seems to have reaped thorny plant in soft soil.~

why can't we remove these basic distinction from our mind?  why can't we refrain from having such obsolete idea??  can not we pool them up and through them out?

We all are the sons of one the God, we should live like brothers not enemy anymore.

Knocking at a new address...!!

From 7 April to 12 may 2014 , the world's largest democracy, India was holding elections. A record of eligibility of 815 million people to vote across 930,000 polling station  nation-wide, with 1,616 national and regional parties competed for places in the 543-seat loksabha, is itself revealing its vastness.
A large number of first-time voters -23 million 18-19  year old alone(and voters between 18-25 years constitute a fifth of the electorate according to Indian election commission, IEC).

Staggering figures aside, this election is mainly about the change-in leadership, in political discourse, and general attitudes and aspirations, this is what reflected in the renounce victory of bjp led NDA. But this victory, along with people's eager to change,reveals some profound cause.
Historically, (from 1947 to 2014) India has been a dominant economy  that supply 30% of world's GDP in the year 1 A.D. as compared to 25% contributed by china. After 1947 we embarked upon socialist route, and with a dominating public sector , hopes were riding high.

A brief outline of 65 year is as follows:
1. We have  been unable to break the zinx of poverty and our per capita income remains a lowly $1450.
2.  Equitable growth has remained partially fulfilled.
3. large scale leakages and corruption undermine all govt. efforts.
4. population has surged and WAP has created a huge demand.
5. pockets of excellence exists in some sector only.

WAP demand ---> inflation ---> loose supply side --->no liberalization in factor market --->  no investment ---> coalition govt. inefficiency..... ...... ...  .....(chain continues...!!)
                     
It was assumed that empowerment through RTI (right to information) and RTE (right to education) will transform the scenario but 3 things went terribly wrong:

                  1. global recession 2008.
                  2. ineffective PM and remote controlled-govt.
                  3. Large scale corruption scandals.

The period from 2009-'13 was, hence, marked by policy paralysis. Almost all the economic indicator took a beating and the economy went in a tales pain.
Since inflation went out of control, RBI had to act tough. Desperate measures brought CAD down to 2% in 2013-'14 from a high of 4.8% in 2012-'13.
India, being a supply constrained economy(as opposed to US,Europe,and Japan),supposed to focus on breaking up coal India ltd. into several companies so that competitively production can be increased immediately. Ironically, we have the 5th largest reserve and we are the 3rd largest importer(such a pity,isn't it...??)
THE TASK FOR NARENDRA MODI NDA GOVT.-->
1. Create a positive sentiment by becoming visible govt.
2. The horrible deficit numbers need to be brought under immediate control.
3. The 3 things close to Mr. Modi's heart are:
         a.)  The 5-F formula
                Farm--Fiber--Factory--Fashion--Foreign
          b.) Solar power
          c.) From PPP(public pvt. partnership) to PPPP(peoples public pvt. partnership)

4. Many right based scheme need to be rationalize.
5. The  PMO must assume full power aided by the cabinet and fast acting bureaucracy.

Grow the mfg.-->GDP grows --> employment generation --> world class.

Thus it can be conferred that effective public services, speedy implementation of scheme must be the dictum and most important thing to be acted upon is the liberalisation of FACTOR MKT(land, labour, capital).
Enhancement from the very basics will surely act as a catalyst to remove almost all the obstacles in the way of growth and development. With best wishes let's India shine. ~

Secret to Long Life...!!

Big creatures usually live a long life largely because they have slow metabolism.Some animals lives extremely long lives and surprisingly enough, their skin is what helps them on their journey to old age! However, there is a contrast. The Elephant and the mole rat have extremely wrinkled starting their young lives.
ELEPHANTS evolved from mammoths over 55 million year ago. Today, they are the heaviest land mammals alive and one of the longest lived with life expectancy of about 70 years.

" Haathi mera saathi", no doubt elephant has been a great friend of man.Beside its loyalty it also symbolize mamathness.Its rough, tough and wrinkled skin attracts us(ok-ok scares too..). Although it's remarkably sensitive. An Elephant can feel small flies on its body. For elephants, even young ones, it's an advantage to be wrinkly and not at all a sign of old age. The patterned cervices hold water which travels along them all over the body. Wrinkly skins can retain 5 to 10 times more water than the smooth ones.So moisture collected during wallowing stops the skin from dehydrating and overheating for a long time afterwards.

Their stretched nose is a masterpiece of evolution and key how the elephant can survive with such  a large body. If they hadn't developed a trunk,elephants couldn't have become so BIG. It enables them, in spite of their huge stocky body, to reach down to the ground to collect food and water. The trunk is in fact a union between the nose and upper lip and it's highly sensitive with over 100,000 muscle units in it. The end of the trunk can move rather like a hand. This mobile tip allows the elephant to feel and pick up delicate objects such as a single blade of grass.

The secret to elephant long life also lies in their extraordinary molar teeth. They have two pairs, two at the  top, two at the bottom. As these teeth wear out,they shed. Acquiring new teeth enables elephants well-fed and healthy into old age. Significantly, African elephants that live in hotter dryer places have more deeply wrinkled skins than Asian elephants.
(fig. shows the African elephant distribution)