Cricket, Politics and My Life !!!

            373rd BLOG -->>

        So much is happening in the world except I and my progress. I am sitting on the same seat with the same proportions of movement in my emotions, sentiments and excitements but some happenings in the world are exciting me too much. Today, Ireland won against England. It wasn't a win-win match for Ireland but they showed the world that rather than being pretentious and ostentatious, start putting on effort and turn the world upside down with the power you have never ever tried to bring on into movement and existence. Kevin O Brien, a batsman from Ireland played divinely and created a record of scoring the fastest century in the history of World Cup by completing the same in 50 balls. Move few days back and remember the match between India and England. Everything related to the match started trending on Twitter a day before the match itself. On the day of the play, Sachin scored 120 off 115 balls and showed his power of excellence to the world in an austere approach but Andrew Strauss didn't fragile to see the score and knocked more than 150 runs himself and his team of boys dared to Tie the match. This match is the Top match where the highest runs are scored in a day in the history of World Cup. With the last century, Sachin became the man with the highest number of centuries in World Cup.

              So much in the world of Cricket is happening. Many semantic or you can say poppycock things are happening in the politics of India and the new announcements made into it. Recently, Mamata Banerjee announced the Railway budget and it totally sucked. All the previous promises are yet to be completed and there are few dummy promises kept before the sentimental public of India again. I hope Mamata Banerjee knows that Ye Public Hai Sub Jaanti Hai. All the work and beautiful announcements are made just for her territory - West Bengal and very few are meant for the other states. No safety measures have been announced for Mumbai Local which was a main concern and which can't be ignored in this budget. But I liked 1 thing that she didn't raised the prices of tickets of Mumbai Local. It's a dream price to pay just 15 rs to travel CST from Panvel. I just can't imagine anything so economic and balanced according to the pockets of poor. 

              Pranab Mukherjee also came up with new budget of 2011. Many insouciant prices have been passed which pellucid-ly shows that people are not taken into priority while forming the budget. These politicians always think about their pocket and surrounding involved near them which pushes the money into their pockets. Their parlance almost indicates that there's a huge number of diabolism in their attitude and mindset for people. Indian people can't take steps like Egyptians and Libyans. We are the people who can just watch the show going on with an incredulous story which revolves around the main character who is eating people like Dinosaurs and sucking their blood like Draculas and biting them like dogs. We, the people, are getting trapped into it and being the victim each time the devils come out from their resting caves.


               Something is happening in my life too. I have already told you about my Win in Traditional Day and My class's cricket team being 2nd in Finals. After that, we had Volleyball match and I was selected as Captain. We played a good game in the first round and thus entered Finals but due to the lack of practice, lost the Final game but still we are Runner-Up team and the Trophy will come to my house as I was the Captain who lead the team. ;-). The next day, I had Carrom Doubles where Siddhesh accompanied me. We played 3 Rounds back to back and came into Finals. A great strokes by the fingers of Siddhesh was shown in the Finals and we won the Carrom Doubles. So, I'll be getting the certificate for being the winner in Carrom Doubles too. This year's College Fest Days has been wonderful for me. Unfortunately, I also participated in Singing Competition and I did a great comedy show. I sung in the style of Himesh using my nasal strength and moved my hands as he moves while singing. Students enjoyed and so did I. So, over-all I think I am the only child in my class who participated in the highest number of contests. Thanks to the Almighty and my Mother for encouraging me and letting me perform in each and everything possible. 


               I know I'm irregular on blog still even after promising a lot but I can't do anything as lot of hurdles are coming in the way which are not letting me to maintain the velocity flow in consistency. Tomorrow I have lot of assignments to complete and then I have my Unit Test on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday with 2 papers each day. So, I still can't commit about blogging but I'll surely try to connect with all of you.


Thanks.


ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

               

SALMAN JANJIRKAR SPEAKS (Member's Post) !!!

            Member's BLOG POST -->>

              It has been a long time since I am being irregular on my blog. So I have thought for a change before I start writing regularly from 1st of March. Salman, as you all already know is a member of our blog and sends his monthly post to me to publish it on my blog. This post was in my drafts from a long time. Finally, I decided to put it on my Blog as I felt that this is the right time for all of you to read such type of a post from a person like Salman. I hope you will like it just like me. Now let's enter into the world of Salman.


FOREWORD BY SALMAN :-

              Salman’s back again!!

              The last article by me was very close to my soul… because I literally poured out my soul out in it…

So without wasting much time let’s do this!

I have been pondering a lot about what to write for this installment and was very indecisive for a long time... the topics coming in and out of my mind varied from different subjects each ranging from the extremes of the horizon! first I planned to write about ‘The role of Gandhi’ then I thought maybe I should write on “Misconceptions about Islam’ and almost jumped upon to write it down, but when I actually started to write this article I somehow felt the need, the desire to write about ‘FRIENDS’.. I don’t know why, but I am, and have always been an instinctive person so I shall follow my instincts now even... the above topics, I guess shall be my future posts—i.e. if u think they are appropriate Veeru

ECHOES IN MY HEART !!!

           So where to start from???? Let’s say … ok! Let me tell you all about the kind of people who are my friends...

As said before I am an introvert but once I open up I make a great friend! (Not Boasting!! You Can Confirm That from My Friends)

I just got one word to describe my friends ----AWESOME!!!!

Almighty Allah couldn’t have possibly gifted me with better friends than these pals!!

They have been a cornerstone of my existence... these people have been my conscience, my soul, my spirit... they have laughed with me when I was happy, cried with me at times of heartbreak,slapped me,criticized me when I made a fool out of myself and appreciated me when I have stood firm for the ideals I have believed in despite strongest possible opposition from various sections……
it has become my belief that WE don’t choose friends for ourselves but God knows what we have,what we lack and has provided us with these gems who compliment us in our strength and weaknesses….

 But true friendship is found (unfortunately) rarely in today’s world, which has become all too materialistic to understand such a pure emotion...no –not emotion but a way of life!!

I haven’t got any words what actually I feel about my friends but here’s one incident that I can tell you about…

I have this great friend of mine… we have been friends since 7^th Grade...not just friends but brothers,infact we have been closer than blood brothers… but then as it is said a relationship is truly tested when a slight misconception or doubt enters trhe minds of the persons involved.. And one such incident shattered our friendship--- the buddies who couldn’t sit in peace without talking with each other for more than half an hour started loathing each other so much that we didn’t even want to look at each other faces!! It was like the friendship of which examples were given never existed!! This nasty incident tore apart our group into two parts... it was a real heartbreak for me... for I never could bear to be the reason for this but my ego wouldn’t let me go and apologise!!Though I knew that even if had gone in front of him and slapped him and said “Bohut Nautanki Ho Gayi!!” it would have been alright...

But then even fate had different plans for us... I shifted to Pune for my junior college and the rest of my buddies to Mumbai... I felt like a black sheep…. We didn’t talk to Each other for two long years!! But then one accident happened that shook me apart!!

My Best buddy’s father passed away in a freak accident!! when I was informed of it  I just stood rooted to the place where I was standing, it was like I had lost all the strength in my knees and was unable to move at all !! I knew that my friend was very close to his father and needed support, needed someone to take care of him, to console him, to grieve with him but I was not there !! my uncle who was leaving to attend the funeral asked me to accompany him and I just stood there staring blankly at the contact I had just popped out of the address book in my cell… n somehow it felt like some hollow voice had spoken “I Can’t!”From within me...and my uncle just stared at me completely flabbergasted! though my family disapproved of my friend at that time they were shocked to hear my refusal to attend the funeral—my uncle said “beta that kid has always stood for you, even argued with us for your sake and you are refusing to stand by him at such a critical moment??” and I stood silently the words cutting me up like a sabre.. Tearing up my heart and soul inside out……

I got many calls from our mutual friends who asked me, requested some even begged me to go there cause they knew no one could handle him better than him but I just kept refusing… many abused me and promised to beat the hell outta me whenever they happened to see me.. They said that they never believed I could be so egoistic as not to help him in such circumstances...

What they couldn’t understand that it wasn’t ego—it was fear, it was shame, it was the pain!! We hadn’t talked for 2 years and now suddenly this happened! I couldn’t envision myself meeting him under such conditions; I didn’t know what to do or say once we met….

After a couple of weeks I went home. There I tried to visit his place when he was not present but couldn’t do so because he had literally stopped getting out of the house... such was his pain!

I somehow managed to reach his doorsteps 3 or 4 times during a day but couldn’t muster the courage to enter it. But suddenly at my last attempt I heard a voice calling out my name—it was his mother... is till remember the look in her eyes... the tears that filled up once I met her gaze... the words that she spoke”Beta,bohut der kar di tune aane me !tere bhai ko teri zarurat thi .. tu hi use sambhaal sakta tha par ab sab khatam ho gaya jaanewaala chala gaya par ab mujhe mere saare bête firse eksaat chahiye !!” with tears flowing from my eyes I couldn’t believe that this woman had just lost her husband, but all she wanted was to accept me back with open arms !! I was so ashamed of myself that not speaking any word I just ran away from there; ran away as I had never run before. I reached my room locked it up and cried for hours….. The pain was excrutiating, the hurt unbearable...then my cellphone beeped-an msg”Buddy—Nazar lag gayi apne sabko—sab bhool jaa bhai… aajaa! We are all waiting for you!” it was from him!! They all had forgiven me and I couldn’t believe it!!! How could anyone be so loving and forgiving??!!??

The only sentence that can describe our reunion is that felt blissful, tears flowed freely, our sobs could be heard long away but none of us cared to a passing onlooker it would look like a group of 4 long lost friends had met after a long time and it certainly was like that!!

Wow! I am getting all sentimental and nostalgic! Guess I should stop here

Now things are just as they were before and the old gang still rides together and still is the envy of many others J I pray to Almighty ALLAH THAT OUR FRIENDSHIP JUST GETS STRONGER AND STRONGER BY EACH PASSING MOMENT AND NOTHING SHOULD HAPPEN THAT SHALL JEOPARDIZE IT AS BEFORE!!

WITH THIS

I AM AS ALWAYS,

SALMAN ‘THE MASTER OF DISASTER’ JANJIRKAR

P.S. I Got A New Line Friends--- “I WILL BE BACK!!J”

 

Can Indians be Egyptians?

            372nd BLOG -->>

        In India, people keep cursing their superiors, bosses, leaders and all kind of executives who are heading the departments. Every Indian has problem with the person giving orders and the person whom you have to listen without any other options like ignoring him or abusing him. For Indians, abuse is like a mother-tongue and the language of respect is like an external talent which may or many not be known to them. When you have problems and issues with the authority, you should be 100% eligible and capable of grading them and asking them to be sincere and germane rather than being wicked and cruel. I remember how students in my school retaliated to the new principal - Mr Joshi when he started introducing modern forms of education in the school because people weren't so rich to grab all those cultures and buy all those resources required to implement those types of culture in their middle-class money.

              In India, there's a high range of corruption, poverty, scam, mehengaai but we the people of India have no other way to defend ourselves from these national issues. We have no solutions and remedies to these problems except cursing the government after buying milk for 30 rs/litre and filling the petrol in your bike for 60 rs/ litre. You can lodge a complain nowhere if a traffic constable catches you and asks for a 500 Rs note or a government employee asking for 1000 rs for attesting a stamp of his office or a senior officer. Why? Because we, ourselves built this type of society. If Google has been a site originated from India, you would have got so many errors because we are not so decent and formal to update the exact and appropriate information rather some nasty computer and internet users would have filled up wrong information everywhere so that no other person can benefit from a medium where the sources and information are available for free of cost.

             Recently, Egyptians revolted against their President - Hoshni Mubarak. Hoshni Mubarak was in power from last 30 years. When he came in charge as President of Egypt, he removed the post of Vice-President so that no other candidate will be standing with him in the election for the post of President. And he made a strategy which had such stringent rules for qualifying to stand in the election for the post of President that no person ever qualified those rules and points. This is how he made himself THE King of Egypt. As the years passed, the so-called-mehengaai, corruption and poverty mooted up and people felt harassed. They planned to go against him on Twitter and collaborated at Tahrir Square and kept protesting for next 18 days. Finally the power of Hoshni stepped down and people cried in excitement and happiness of being freed from the hands of catalyst who corrupted the nation in the duration of couple of years. This step of Egyptians bought a revolution all over the world and it became a role model for everyone. Now, people in China, Islamic-countries and India began to plan some revolution-based protest in their respective countries too. 

             But :- Can this type of protest stay in India? Can this protest work out for Indians? Will the people unite and work together against the Government and their bad leaders? There are many such questions which comes in my mind when I think of Egypt's protest. I hope everyone of you remember Bharat Bandh. It was leaded by BJP and it got a bad response from majority of Indians. Why? Because the whole economy got effected because of it and resulted in rise in taxes and growth in the rates of products and household materials. Even the purpose for which this protest was brought into existence wasn't accomplished. This negative result is just an Eye-Opener that we Indians aren't United in the way Egyptians were. We will have to work hard for getting united and one first and then we can raise our fingers on someone else. Today, we have several big and small parties which has divided India into different Regional and Religion groups. Mayawati is fighting for Dalits while Raj Thackeray is fighting for Marathi Manoos. Narendra Modi is fighting for Gujarat while Shashi Tharoor is initiating for Kerala. In this type of democracy where every individual has his own voice you can't develop a Universal Government which may favour every individual. India will remain as it is. India will always be governed by such parties where leaders will fill their pocket, sell the humans, kill the animals, cut the trees and spoil the world. 

               In my college, pupil keep cursing the management. The problem of the students is that our college is less like a college and more a School. Students don't want dress, they don't want I-Cards to be compulsory, they don't want strictness in 75% Attendance rule. They want to be free. They want to be democratic but the authority doesn't allow them to be. They want Fest Party to be organized with DJ Function but HOD is not agreeing for the same. Now, they plan to stand up to convince her. Is this possible? No. Reason :- Currently, DAYS are going on and less than half of the college is participating in it. When you can't enjoy the small celebrations provided by college how can you fight for big ones? This is what Real India is. You will find examples in your college itself, even in your society, even in your friend circle and even in your club or gym. 

             So, let's wish Indians a very good democracy ahead and let's wish Egypt a hearty congratulations for getting the power back from A New-born and gone Hitler - Hoshni Mubarak.

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU