एक असंतुलित समाज
हम सभी इंसानो में ज्यादातर लोगों की दिनचर्या सुबह सुबह चाय-नाश्ते के साथ अखबार की सुर्खियों को पढने के साथ होती है | पता नहीं अखबार की उन सुर्खियों में ऐसा क्या खास होता है कि जब तक एक बार मुख्य खबरों को देख ना लें, सारा का सारा दिन अधूरा सा लगता है | बावजूद इस सच के, इस समाज की एक और कड़वी सच्चाई यह भी है कि हमारे ज्यादातर अखबारों में प्रथम पृष्ठ पर दिल दहला देने वाले समाचार ही होते हैं - "एक अबला के साथ ****", "रेल हादसे में 37 मारे गए", "प्रेम में असफल जोड़े ने आत्म्हत्या किया", "रुपया डॉलर के मुकाबले और भी गिरा", "सेंसेक्स फिर गिरा" | क्या वाकई में हमारे पास ऐसा कुछ भी नहीं है जिसे पढ़ कर हम हर्ष का अनुभव कर सकें ? इस प्रश्न का उत्तर बहुत ही साधारण है - हाँ अथवा नहीं | जिस प्रकार एक सिक्के के दो पहलू होते हैं, ठीक उसी प्रकार इस सवाल के भी दो जवाब हो सकते हैं | इस छोटे से लेख के जरिये मै एक छोटा सा प्रयास करना चाहता हूँ कि इस असंतुलित समाज को कुछ हद तक संतुलन में लाया जा सके | सबसे पहले मैं यह स्पष्ट करना चाहता हूँ कि मैने इस समाज को असंतुलित क्यों कहा है | अगर इस समाज में फरिश्ते हैं तो इसी समाज में दानवरुपी शैतान भी हैं जो हमेशा एक असंतुलन कायम रखते हैं | पर क्या यह सच नहीं है कि फरिश्ते और शैतान दोनो ही किसी माँ के कोख से ही जन्म लेते हैं | जब किसी इनसान का जन्म होता है तो ना ही वह शैतान होता है और ना ही एक फरिश्ता | इस समाज के परिवेश में वह इनसान या तो एक शैतान बन जाता है या एक फरिश्ता | पर यह भी तो संभव है कि हमारा समाज इन दोनों के बीच के फासलो को कम करने का प्रयास करे | शायद इस दिशा में हमारा प्रयास कभी भी सार्थक नहीं हुआ है | हमारे अंदर का दानवरुपी शैतान ख़ुद भ्रष्ट काम करने के लिए हमें उकसाता है और दूसरों से ईमानदारी की उम्मीद रखता है | भगवान के बनाए हुए इस समाज में भगवान ने हर प्रकार की सुख सुविधाये प्रदान की है, पर जान बुझ कर भगवान ने कुछ ऐसा असंतुलन बना दिया है कि हम लाख कोशिशों के बावजूद इस असंतुलन को कम नहीं कर पाते | वैसे तो हर इनसान के पास भगवान का दिया कुछ ना कुछ है, परन्तु इनसान की चाहतों की कोइ सीमा नहीं होती | अगर आज हमारे पास रहने को घर, खाने को संपूर्ण भोजन और पहनने को कपड़े हैं तो वास्तविकता में हम बहुत अमीर हैं क्योंकि आज अनगिनत इनसान ऐसे भी हैं जिनके पास इन तीनों में से एक भी वस्तु पर्याप्त में नहीं है | अगर ऐसे माहौल में हमें कभी भी अवसर मिले तो उन गरीबों को यथाशक्ति तथाभक्ति दान करने में हिचकिचाहट नहीं करनी चाहिए, पर सच्चाई यह है कि हम भगवान से शिकायत करते हैं कि - "भगवान, मुझे और पैसा दे दो ताकि मैं एक नइ चमचमाती हुइ कार खरीद सकूँ" | और कार भी इसलिए नहीं कि हमें सच में एक कार चाहिए बल्कि इसलिए कि हमारे पड़ोसी शर्मा जी ने नइ कार जो ले ली है | एक नज़रिया यह है कि अगर हम पैसा कमा रहे है तो हमारी मर्जी, हम जो जी चाहे वह करें | कहने को तो मैं भी इसके खिलाफ नहीं हूँ पर क्या हम ऐसा कुछ कर सकते हैं जिससे जो हमारे पास पर्याप्त मात्रा में है, उसे दूसरों के साथ बाँट सकें ? अगर इस पहलू का जवाब सकारात्मक हो तो कभी भी संकोच ना करें | कुछ दिनो पूर्व जब मैंने दूरदर्शन पर भ्रूण हत्या पर एक कार्यक्रम देखा था तो मेरा दिल दहल गया था | कैसे कोई इनसान एक भ्रूण की हत्या कर सकता है, जबकि इस असंतुलित समाज की सच्चाई यह भी है कि न जाने कितने संतानरहित जोड़े एक ऐसे ही भ्रूण प्राप्ति के लिए न केवल भगवान से प्रार्थना करते हैं बल्कि अपना इलाज भी करवाते हैं | और आज के दिन भी एक कटु वास्तविकता यह है कि जिन्हे संतान चाहिए उन्हे संतान नहीं मिलता और जिन्हें संतान प्राप्ति का द्वार दिखता है वो बड़े ही निर्दयता से एक भ्रूण को इस समाज में आने से पहले भी मार डालते हैं | क्या यह समाज के असंतुलन का बयान नहीं करता ? आज के कलयुग में एक तरफ हम इक्कीसवीं शताब्दी में विज्ञान के नए अजूबों की बात करते है तो दूसरी तरफ़ दकियानूसी जातपाँत के बेड़ियों में बन्धे रहना पसंद करते हैं | ऐसे अनगिनत प्रेमी युगल हैं जो खुशी खुशी विवाह कर सफल दाम्पत्य जीवन प्रारंभ करना चाहते हैं, परन्तु इस असंतुलित समाज द्वारा कायम जातपाँत की बेड़ियों में उन्हें विवश कर रखा है और वो महज एक बूत बनकर रह जाते हैं | और अगर किसी ने इन बेड़ियों को तोड़ने का प्रयास किया तो समाज के ठेकेदारों को जरा भी देर नहीं लगती और वो अपना शक्ति प्रदर्शन करने लगते हैं | क्या ऐसे समाज को अब भी आप संतुलित कहेंगे ? कहने को अखिलेश और राजन (काल्पनिक नाम) भी काफ़ी गहरे दोस्त थे जब उन्होने साथ-साथ इसरो में दाखिला लिया था और साथ-साथ आईआईटीपी का कोर्स पूरा किया था, पर आज दोनों की बिल्कुल भी नहीं बनती | वह इसलिए कि राजन की पदोन्नति अखिलेश से 6 महीने पहले हो गइ और आज के दिन राजन की पगार अखिलेश से करीबन 900/- रुपये ज्यादा है | महज 900/- रुपयों के फासलो ने दोनों के बीच बहुत बड़ी दरार खड़ी कर दी है | पर क्या यह भी सच्चाई नहीं है कि आज राजन का आयकर अखिलेश से ज्यादा है ? पर समाज का एक बड़ा तबका इस असंतुलन को हमेशा कायम रखना चाहता है, और जब तक राजन और अखिलेश की दोस्ती की गहराई ऐसे असंतुलन को संतुलित करने का प्रयास नहीं करें, तब तक यह असंतुलन तो बना ही रहेगा | हमारे राहुल (काल्पनिक नाम) की बात कीजिये | अगर उसके सामने कोई खूबसूरत सी लड़की निकल जाए तो जाने-अनजाने में छेड़खानी हो ही जाती है - "वाह क्या जीन्स पहनी है, क्या बात है, वगैरह वगैरह ..." | पर जब राहुल की बहन पर कोई टीपा-टिप्पणी करें तो साहबज़ादे का खून खौल उठता है | अजीब है - इस समाज की असंतुलित लीला | भाइ साहब - कभी तो कुछ ऐसे काम भी करें जिससे इस असंतुलित समाज के असंतुलन को कम किया जा सके | अगर आपको कोई लड़की उतनी ही पसंद आ गई हो तो एक शालीन तरीके से उससे दोस्ती करें और विवाह रचाये | पर विवाह के नाम पर भाइ साहब की बिलकुल अलग विचार धारा है | "मेरी पत्नी एक शालीन से साडी में ही बाहर आए तो अछी दिखती है" | वाह भइ वाह - क्या विचारधारा है | वैसे तो कहने के लिए बहुत उदाहरणों को पेश किया जा सकता है, पर मुझे तो यह समाज पुरी तरह से असंतुलित ही दिखता है | लेकिन मुझे इस असंतुलित समाज में भगवान के बनाए हुए ऐसे बहुत फरिश्ते भी नजर आते हैं जो इस असंतुलन को कम करने का निरंतर प्रयास करते रहते हैं | हो सकता है कि आप के जीवन में भी आपको ऐसे नेकदिल इनसान मिलें | अगर कभी भी आप ऐसे फरिश्तों से रूबरू हो तो प्रयास कीजियेगा कि आप उनके हौसलों को और बढाये | क्या पता - आपका एक छोटा सा प्रयास इस असंतुलित समाज के संतुलन को बनाये रखने में सार्थक प्रयास साबित हो और ऐसे अनगिनत प्रयासों से इस कलयुग में अखबारों की सुर्ख़ियाँ ही बदल जाए और आने वाली पीढ़ी एक संतुलित समाज का हिस्सा बन जाए |
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It was just another ordinary day, one Saturday. I had an appointment for my mother at KIMS to get her eyes checked and also to ensure the new spectacles are doing fine with her eyes. Myself, Amma and Shilpa were in que for our turn whereas Dr. R. Gopal was looking after his patients, one by one. Fortunately, or unfortunately, we did not take telephonic appointment, hence we had to wait a bit long for our turn. The corridor was full of patients, each and everybody waiting for some event to take place. Hospitals are probably one of the rare places, where all kind of emotions are mixed by the almighty. Some people come to hospital with a hope that – they will soon recover and get good medication to improve their health. On the other hand, there are people who are in the direction of loosing their hopes, and the Doctors are holding their hopes alive through all their efforts. Hats off to all the Doctors. In amidst of such events, I noticed a very young boy, hardly of 10 years on a wheel-chair assisted by his father. From the dressings of his father and body language, it appeared that – they are not from very rich background. For sure, they came to KIMS for some kind of treatment. The young boy, sweet boy indeed, was in KIMS patient uniform. He was sufferning from some peculiar disease. His throat was punctured with some medicated pipe and the poor boy was often coughing. Just unable to speak. Though – no tears on his eyes, but he was struggling a lot. With lot of control, he was just sitting silently on wheel-chair, but his cough was not within his control. Due to his disease, mild blood was coming out while he was coughing. By seeing his situation, naturally many of the bystanders nearby were feeling uneasy. Some of them were suggesting his father to take him to Emergency at the earliest. His father, another poor chap, was findhing himself very much helpless. Through his lungi, he was trying to cover his boy's mouth. Not many of us will be able to do with anybody. Believe me, it was very very tough situation for me. How can I help that young boy ? In few minutes, the KIMS sisters came and took the young boy along with his family members to ward. But a big and heavy question kept on pinging my brain all through for the next two days. And today, I am posting it as a blog. I know, many of you will feel sad reading the above portion. But its a hard truth. In a way or other, we all come across such events. How can I help such people ? Very difficult question posed by almighty on me. I am not having a clear-cut answer, but I am posting my views. We can help such people by: (1) Joining them in their sorrows. Such people can not be helped by just money. No, money can not buy everything. Join them. Don't keep hatred of hateful feelings towards such people. Tomorrow any one among us can be in his place. Never ever hate them. Try to love them. Though its very tough, but try to give love to them. They need love and care. If we can not give love to them, at-least do not hate them. (2) Try to avoid expressions, which can hurt them. Don't show extra sympathy, just because you feel sorry for them. They don't need your sympathy. They need your care and help. Help them. Treat them like normal. (3) Most important of all: to their near and dear – never pose any question, which can hurt them. God has balanced the society by giving something extra to somebody and taking away extra from somebody. Thats why there are poor and rich altogether. We can balance the society by filling this gap, not by widening it. So, dear friends. We are very very lucky to have great health and wealth within us. Many people don't have it. Please thank almighty for all the things, He has given us. Pray for the poor, who are not given such positive things. For sure, we can not give all our wealth and health to such poor people. But, But But.......we can share it with them, by (1) Not hurting them by reminding them – what they do not have. (2) Not posing heart-breaking questions to their near and dear. (3) Not showing hatred feelings towards them. Tomorrow we can be in their place. If you support my blog, please share with your friends and colleagues. If you don't like it, just ignore it. Thanks a lot for reading my full blog. एक अविस्मरणीय मुलाकात
एक ऐसी अविस्मरणीय मुलाकात, जिसके गुजरे करीबन डेढ़ दशक हो चुके हैं परन्तु ऐसा लगता है जैसे कल परसों की ही बात हो | बात उन दिनों की है, जब मैं जिंदगी के एक ऐसे कठिन दौर से गुजर रहा था जब बावजूद मेरे अथक प्रयासों के मुझे कोइ भी नौकरी नही मिल रही थी | कहने को भिलाई (तत्कालीन मध्यप्रदेश, अब छत्तीसगढ़) में अस्थायी तौर पर एक शिक्षक की नौकरी तो थी पर दिल में कुछ और ही कर गुजरने का सपना लगातार एक दस्तक देता रहता था | कुछ ऐसे ही अरमानो को दिल में लिए सन् 1997 में मैने पहली बार तिरुवनंतपुरम की पावन भूमि में प्रवेश किया था | दरअसल मुझे विक्रम साराभाई अंतरिक्ष केन्द्र में कनिष्ठ अनुसंधान अध्येतावृत्ति (जूनियर रिसर्च फ़ेल्लोशिप) के चयन के लिए एक लिखित परीक्षा में सम्मिलित होने के लिए प्रवेश पत्र प्राप्त हुआ था | गरीबी के उस दौर में मैंने आपने मामूली बचत से तिरुवनंतपुरम आने जाने का रेल टिकट निकाला और भौतिकी शास्त्र की कुछ किताबों से मनोरंजन करता हुआ भिलाई से लम्बे रेल यत्र पर चल पड़ा | एक छोटे से कामचलाऊ होटल में 70/- रुपया प्रतिदिन के हिसाब से मैंने दो दिनो के लिए अपना अस्थायी तम्बू गाड दिया | उस शनिवार को जब पहली बार मैंने वि.एस.एस.सी प्रांगण में लिखित परीक्षा में हिस्सा लेने के लिए प्रवेश लिया तो नारियल पेड़ों से घिरे हुए इस सुंदर कार्यालय को देखा तो मेरी आँखें एक अनायास आशाओं से भर गयी | पुस्तकालय वाले प्रमुख कार्यालय के ऊपर भारत देश का सुंदर तिरंगा झंडा इस प्रांगण को और भी सुंदर बना रहा था | धीरे धीरे शाम होते होते अंतरिक्ष भौतिकी प्रयोगशाला द्वारा संपन्न उस परीक्षा में मुझे ऊत्तीर्ण घोषित किया गया और रविवार को "साक्षात्कार" के लिए निमंत्रण मिल गाया | अब एक बात तो तय था कि "साक्षात्कार" का चाहे जो भी परिणाम हो, मुझे आने जाने का यात्रा भत्ता मिल जायेगा | और मै ऐसे सुनहरे अवसर को गँवाना नही चाहता था, इसलिए उस रात मैंने अपना पूरा दमखम लगा दिया | नींद तो वैसे भी कोसों दूर् थी, इसलिए सुबह जल्दी उठ कर पास के गणपति मंदिर (पल्लवंगदि) में 6 बजे दर्शन कर पुनः वि.एस.एस.सी प्रांगण पहुँच गया | आखिरकार मेरी मेहनत रंग लाई और मुझे अप्रैल 1998 से 2500/- प्रति माह की इसरो अनुसंधान अध्येतावृत्ति के लिए चुन लिया गया | अप्रैल 1998 के प्रथम सप्ताह में समस्त प्रशासनिक औपचारिकताओं के उपरांत मुझे इसरो, वि.एस.एस.सी का पहचान पत्र जारी कर दिया गया | उस नए पहचान पत्र को अपने छाती पर लगा देख् मुझे अपने आप पर काफ़ी गर्व हुआ | मैं भगवान का बहुत शुक्रगुजार हूँ कि आज भी इस गौरवान्वित संगठन का मैं एक सदस्य हूँ | उस दिन सुबह क़रीब 05:30 बजे मैं पुनः गणपति मन्दिर दर्शन हेतु पहुँचा | उन दिनों 24 नम्बर की बस पल्लवंगदि के पास से जाया करती थी इसलिए मैं अपना पहचान पत्र लगाकर गणपति भगवान के आरती में हिस्सा ले रहा था | आरती संपन्न होने के उपरांत एक अधेड़ उम्र के सीधे साधे सज्ज्न मेरे पास आए और हल्के मुस्कान के साथ अभिनंदन किया | मैंने भी पुरे आदर के साथ उन्हे नमस्कार किया | मेरे पहचान पत्र को देखते हुए उन्होने मुझसे अंग्रेज़ी में पूछा - "आप कहाँ काम करते हैं ?" | मैंने बड़े गर्व से उत्तर दिया - "सर, मैं इसरो के विक्रम साराभाई अंतरिक्ष केन्द्र में काम करता हूँ" | उन्होंने से मेरे बोलने के अंदाज़ पर ध्यान दिया और संवाद को आगे बढ़ाते हुए पुनः पूछा - "आप थोड़े नए लगते हो, आपका घर किधर है ?" | मैंने जवाब दिया - "भिलाई, सर आपने भिलाई स्टील प्लांट का नाम सुना होगा !". उन्होंने आश्चर्य से मेरी तरफ देखा और पूछा - "आप भिलाई से इतनी दूर आयें हैं ?" | मैंने भी दिलचस्पी लेते हुए बड़े गौर से अपना पहचान पत्र दिखाते हुए उनसे कहा - "सर, वि.एस.एस.सी इसरो का सबसे बड़ा और गौरवशाली केन्द्र है और मैं इसका सदस्य बनकर अपने आप को बहुत गौरवशाली समझता हूँ" | उस अजनबी सज्जन के चेहरे पर एक अदभुत चमक थी | उन्होंने मुझसे हाथ मिलाया और कहा - "आपसे मिलकर खुशी हुइ, हमेशा अपनी तरफ से पूरी मेहनत लगाकर काम कीजियेगा | हर संगठन अपने सदस्यों के कारण गौरवान्वित होता है, आपके उज्ज्वल भविष्य के लिए मेरी शुभकामना आपके साथ है" | इतने वार्तालाप के बाद मुझे उस अजनबी का नाम और काम पूछने की तीव्र इच्छा हुई, परन्तु वो थोड़े जल्दी में दिख रहे थे | थोड़ा साहस करते हुए मैंने उनसे पूछा - "सर, क्या आप रोज़ यहाँ आते हैं, और क्या मैं आपका नाम जान सकता हूँ ?" जल्दबाजी की वजह से वो मुस्कुराये और उन्होंने कहा - "आल द बेस्ट" | माथे पर चमकते हुए चंदन का टीका लगाये इस अजनबी पुरुष से ये मुलाकात बहुत जल्दी समाप्त हो गयी | मैं धीरे धीरे अपने आप को इस नए संगठन में ढालने लगा था | इतने बड़े संगठन में अलग अलग कार्यालयों को जानने पहचानने में काफी समय लग जाता है | अभी कुछ ही दिन और हुए थे कि मुझे उस अजनबी से मुलाकात करने का पुनः सौभाग्य मिला परन्तु इस बार उन्हें अपने वि.एस.एस.सी प्रांगण में देख कर मुझे बहुत आश्चर्य हुआ | मेरे दिल की धड़कने और भी बढ़ गयी जब मेरे मित्रों ने बताया कि वह् सज्जन हमारे केन्द्र के निदेशक डा. एस.श्रीनिवासन हैं | मुझे बिल्कुल भी यकीन नही हुआ, पर यह सच है कि उतने बड़े वैज्ञानिक ने मुझसे दो पल बातें की थी | 1 सितंबर 1999 को इस महान वैज्ञानिक का निधन हो गया | उनके निधन के अगले दिन वि.एस.एस.सी प्रांगण में एक विशाल शोकसभा का आयोजन हुआ था और मुझे ऐसे महान वैज्ञानिक के जीवनशैली के बारे में जानने का अवसर मिला | भगवान ने उनसे मिलने का मौका तो नही दिया पर जब भी उस मुलाकात के बारे में सोचता हूँ तो एक महान व्यक्तित्व मनसपटल पर दस्तक देता है, और अपने सादेपन की याद दिला जाता है | उन्होंने बिलकुल सच कहा था - "कोई भी संगठन अपने सदस्यों के कार्यकलापों और सादगी से महान बनता है" | "Hello?"
"Hi honey this is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?" "No Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul." After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But honey, you haven't got an Uncle Paul." "Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now." Brief Pause. "Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do. Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway." "Okay Daddy, just a minute." A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone. "I did it Daddy." "And what happened honey?" he asked. "Well, Mommy got all scared,jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming.Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the dresser and now she isn't moving at all!" "Oh my God!!! What about your Uncle Paul?" "He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too. He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the swimming pool. But I guess he didn't know that you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the bottom of the pool and I think he's dead." ***Long Pause*** ***Longer Pause*** ***Even Longer Pause*** Then Daddy says, "Swimming pool? Is this 486-5731?" This little boy hid in his parents bedroom closet as he wanted to see what took place in their room when the doors were locked.
As he peeked through the slats of the closet door he saw his mother and her boyfriend going at it. Suddenly the boys father comes home. The wife wisks her boyfriend off into the closet - the same closet her son is in. After several minutes the boy says to the man, "Boy it's dark in here." Shocked, the man just nods his head in agreement. After a few more minutes the boy says "Wanna buy my baseball glove?" The man asks "How much?" In reply the boy says $50. The man agrees. Several more minutes pass when the boy asks the man if he'd like to buy his baseball bat for $50 as well. The man reluctantly agrees. After the father departs, the woman takes her boyfriend out of the closet, and too upset too continue she sends him on his way. The next morning at the breakfast table the little boy pulls out a roll of money and begins counting it. The mother asks "Where did that come from?, to which her son replied "Can't say." The mother asks again and upon his refusal to tell she tells her son to get in the car. The mother takes the boy to church and tells him to get into the confessional and tell the priest where he got the money. When the priest slid the door over the boy said "Boy it's dark in here, to which the priest replied, "Don't start that shit again!" It was the last over of 20-20 match. Chasing our score of 110, the opponent team reached 101 runs in 19 overs with two wickets in hand. It was indeed a tough call for the bowler to choose the line ane length. Nevertheless....he dared and in very first ball the opponent went for a quick two. Now score was 103 runs. Another 7 runs of last 5 balls. Next ball was superb yorker taking away one of the stumps and heart bits got extreme high now. Another 7 runs of last 4 balls. The last batsman had very little options. He decided to open his hands. The next ball....it got in touch with his bat....and all the fielders and spectators kept their lost a few heart bits. Ball went quite high. The fielder had sufficient time. And this time.........once again he proved that "WHEREVER YOU GO IN THIS WORLD, YOU FIND A KERALITE". Yes...it was Arun this time. He kept his nerves and caught the ball quite cleanly unlike a few overs back when he put it down. And thats it....we won the match. Wonderful match. Today, we had little less in numbers hence we joined with the VSSC Team. Anil Garg preferred to choose our members and kept his faith on all of us. Winning the toss, we elected to bat first. This time, we had some experienced players from VSSC, however it was quite a slow start. We were hardly reaching a run rate of 4 to 4.5. The first innings saw some good but slow partnerships. Sonal and Sobhan did their part nicely. It was Jai later, who tried to capitalized. Prijith and Arun also contributed their part. Finally, two veterans Subbu and Anil Garg took the attack and the last few overs produced good sixers, boundaries and the team attained valuable 109 runs in 20 overs. The innings saw quite a number of run-outs. Everybody contributed their parts to the dot.
Second innings saw excellent bowling spells from VSSC players, followed with Sobhan who finished his complete quota of 4 overs. Arun and Prijith kept their nerves while bowling. Subbu proved to be a deadly wall on the mid-off saving ample of runs for his team. Prashant showed heroics in taking a tough catch. Four attempted catch in the long off from a junior player was finally dropped. Jai used his entire body to stop singles quite close to the pitch and troubled batsman in taking the singles. Finally, it was the bowling team, which kept its nerve till the end and won the match. For sure, Arun's catch will be remembered for long. This match has given enogh confidence to SPL Royal Challengers that - they can beat any team and perform to their level best. Cheers. DBS. A great note for all to read, it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families,their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, hewould pass the time by describing to his room-mate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans playedon the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the pictures que scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths onlyto find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased room-mate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you." Epilogue: There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy. "Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present." After a long gap, finally SPL Royal Challengers (hereafter referred to as SRC) completed their 2-match successful series against VSSC Team at Colony Ground on 26 Feb 2011 (Saturday).
Firstly, my genuine request to all the players that - let them check their body parts. Count the legs, hands, fingers....and move their legs in 180 degree angle. Formally, SPL is likely to permit half day medical off to non-injured players also. Quite against the outside pitch conditions, SRC players got adjusted to pitch and weather conditions. Extra bounce and Durban pitch did not trouble any of the batsmen (as they did not stay for more than a couple of balls). In the absence of any other nomination, once again the burden of captaincy was given to Subbu (Sr.) and maintaining his track record, he lost both the tosses (100% consistency). And with no hesitation, the opponent captain opted to bat first in both the innings. First Match (First Innings Highlights): All the bowlers did accomplished their tasks to the dot perfection. Kishore's magical spell produced a series of wickets. Trivandrum ARFI Express (Arun) was superb with his line, length and speed. Sobhan and Subbu (Jr.) combination produced good overs. Consistent Dhoni (Sonal) kept wickets quite nicely. First Match (Second Innings Highlights): Slow and steady start with subsequent wickets. One of the forgettable understanding between Subbu (Sr.) and Jai costed Jai's wicket. Sr. Subbu remained mere a spectator standing on the non-striker end seeing all wickets come and go. Match came to an end bit early than expected. Second Match Highlights: Once again SRC bowlers keep a check on opponent team and got regular wickets. Run rate piled up with due completion of all the bowling. Second inning saw one of the HELICOPTER shot from Jai who opened the innings. Madhav showed quite STABLE and CONSISTENT batting while Sobhan continued hitting at the other end. Abhinow Alok lost atleast 130 calories during his 3-run parternership with Sobhan. Tired Team of SRC still maintained its winning streak and played till the end. There was quite a heroic knock from Arun, which probably went unnoticed but produced respectable score. Kiran also bowled a memorable over at the end. At the end of the match, team discussed its positive points and flied back to their places. Overall, a superb performance from SRC. Kudos to all..... Sharing One of My Very Recent Dreams with All of You ...
(Was it really inspired from famous movie "THE SIXTH SENSE" !!!) Dear Friends, I wanted to share one of very recent dreams, that I saw with you all. Probably.........the length of this blog may seem big, but I want to put forward my feelings to AS SUCH to the extent possible. So please excuse me...for such a lengthy blog, but hopefully, you will enjoy reading it fully. Do share your comments at the end... To start with, in general, I happen to see lot of dreams. If I say that - every alternate day I see one dream, I may not be wrong. All kind of dreams - colorful, scary ....friends........relatives.........events, office..............and ghosts too....... Its just matter of some feelings and - I see one dream. People say - I don't sleep properly. Whatever....... It happened in the middle of December. Shilpz (my better half) had been to Mumbai for completion of some official tasks, and I was alone at my apartment. We have quite recently moved to our apartment (say, 5 months back or so). Its really a beautiful, cool and peaceful place. I enjoy each and every day spending here. When Shilpz is not here, I often like to finish off my dinner as soon as possible (~ before 7 PM).......and then work on laptop till 10 PM or so...and then I enjoy seeing some of my favourite TV serials and movies. The SIXTH SENSE happens to be one of my very very favourite movies. If you have not seen it, I strongly recommend you to see it. You must see it. Well......it was probably one of the other days....office routine was hectic in connection to forthcoming GSLV and I was very much occupied with routine stuff. Anurose (my student) had been helping me quite a lot and was sharing a good amount of workload from my end. I was in dilemma about my tour to SHAR (Sriharikota) for the launch. During the satellite launch, I often go to SHAR and stay there till the launch is over. In general, SHAR can be reached through CHENNAI via train or taxi. I always preferred train over taxis. Sometimes, SHAR officials use to arrange taxis for us from Chennai airport itself. So, this was all the background of my dream. That day also started like a normal day only. Morning generally use to start with NEWS Paper and AAJ TAK News Channel. December season must be generally chilled, but it was not. Night was indeed cool, but electrical power had gone somewhere in the middle of the night, and I was sweating. Due to regular INVERTER, I expected that - power would come soon, but it did not. Darkness prevailed in my bedroom. Sweating was increasing, and power was still down. I peeped into my mobile..........it was 0425 AM or so. Darkness was not allowing me to see anything. I kept on rolling on my bed for some more time. And finally I got fed up and decided to get out of the bed and go to drawing room. So I moved to drawing room and lied down on the sofa set, expecting that - drawing room may be better option that the bedroom. Still no POWER. Finally after one hour or so, I decided to open the BALCONY door expecting a cool breeze with slight sunlight will make the atmosphere better. But to my surprise, the BALCONY was locked. Well........the keys must be in my bedroom, where I often use to keep them. So, I went back to bedroom to fetch the keys, but result was negative. Fed up once again, I came back to SOFA. Then suddenly, I got an idea that - sometimes TV plug may be working, so I switched on TV Point, but result same. A disappointment. I kept on rolling on sofa for few more minutes, and then finally decided that - I should prepare a cup of hot tea, and start my daily routine. Before going to kitchen, once again I tried to open BALCONY, but no positive result. I came to kitchen and tried to fetch the milk pot. Due to darkness, things were not clearly visible, so thought of opening the UTILITY Door. But to my big big surprise, this door was also locked. Come on I say........whats this ? I was surprised. Whatever....I came back to drawing room and though, let me see - if the news paper has already come. So, i opened the FRONT Door........and was happy to see that news paper was already kept on our door, as usual. Uffffffff, some relief. so I brought the news paper inside. While doing so, I was surprised to see a few more sheets of old news paper lying down near to my door. How it can be ? Whether I forgot to collect the newspaper last day or what ? With some confusion, I brought all the newspapers and found that - they were lying there since last week. That mean, I am not collecting news paper regularly. Is it so ? I asked myself ? No answer. I was very very keen to see the result of INDIA - SOUTH AFRICA Test match, Particularly, I wanted to know how my favourite VVS Laxman played the knock. But due to darkness, I was not able to read it properly. Finally, after few more minutes, gradually sunlight started showing its presence in my drawing room and was happy to see light. But still NO ELECTRICAL POWER. And now also I am not able to open the BALCONY Door. Fed up with electricity, I peaked up our INTERCOM and called the caretaker for more than 6 times, but no response from the other end. Mobile battery was almost exhausted, so no signals either. With some anxiety I opened the last sports page of HINDU and updated myself with the latest scores. Every minute was looking like an hour or so, and electrical power was down for so long. However, by now - time was about 0630 AM and sufficient light was there to read the things. So I took some old newspapers and started reading them. It was one among them. Paper was very badly folded, showing that - it has not been touched for more than few days. In morning light, my eyes went to fifth page, which drawn my attention. The title of the news coverage read " SIX ENGINEERS MET AN ACCIDENT WHILE HEADING FROM SHAR TO CHENNAI ". My God........whats that ? Six Engineers..........who are they ? From VSSC ? I got shocked.............and in principle my hands got shivering.......as I saw my own snap.......smiling snap on the news. I was one among them. Oh No................My God. Then one by one scene started back to my mind. (1) NO ELECTRICAL POWER..............probably nobody was there in apartment, hence caretaker has taken out the power. (2) GHOSTS Cant open the doors.......................was it why , I was not able to open the doors. (3) My Refrigerator was empty.......(though I did not mention above)...........so nobody stayed in home for some time. (4) Sixth Sense dialogue: "THEY (GHOSTS) DON'T SEE EACH OTHER, THEY SEE, ONLY THEY WANNA SEE. THEY DON'T KNOW THEY ARE DEAD. Oh My God.............am I Ghost ? No ways................Each and every event was confirming that - its true. And time was - really 0635 AM....when in full sweat, I got up from my bed, just to realize that - it was a horrible dream. Believe me or not, after that dream, I did not read NEWS PAPER for about a week or so. It was quite difficult for me to believe that - I was a part of that dream. Whatever................after these many days, I thought of sharing my dream with you all. Thanks a lot for reading my dream. THE BEST WAY TO COME OUT OF A DREAM IS : TO GET UP. After my SHAR Trip (April 10 - 16, 2010):
It wasn't just one another day. No, certainly, it was not. After a huge disappointment and a sad trip to SHAR, I was back home and was feeling quite lonely and was appearing as if - everything is going wrong. Everything appeared to me as if - things are bound to become NEGATIVE towards me. And then a spark came in my life....................it was a small story. It gave me so much of confidence and courage that - in no time - I started seeing the positive light ahead. That particular phone call made me believe ......... GOD IS NOWHERE. GOD IS NOW HERE. I share the gist of the phone call with you all through this blog. Hope you all also will like it. DBS. One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: One belonged to him, the other to the LORD.When the last scene of his life flashed before him he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of foot prints. He also noticed that it happened at the lowest and saddest times in his life.This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. “LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you you would walk with me all of the way But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why, when I needed you the most, you would leave me.”The LORD replied, “My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you. |
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