Thursday, 19 November 2015

Man of Courage



“I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear. “

– Nelson Mandela

It was the year 1996 when Pratham’s first child was born, he was ecstatic.  He felt on the top of the world, he named him Akash, But this joy lasted only for a short time. The child was diagnosed with cerebral palsy, and doctor’s predicted that with each passing year Akash would face disordered intellectual development.

Pratham’s world collapsed, he remained depressed, would cry for hours at this tragedy of his life. He wanted all the best things in life for his son but felt helpless. He never wanted to give up, but couldn’t find out the means to turn the tables. Fears of uncertainty surrounded him.

Pratham worked as a junior engineer in a big organization. He had a very modest living. He had been a very hardworking and dependable employee. He presented before his supervisor his intention to pursue higher education, seeing his past records and good will his wish was accepted. The management decided to continue pay him half of salary till he completes his education and resume his job. He studied hard and got admission in Banaras Hindu University.   

With a special/differently abled toddler in hand Pratham moved to Banaras. He received tremendous support from his wife. It isn't easy to see your kid different from other children; to see that he can’t accomplish what other kids of his age can do, this is not at all simple. No matter how calm your exterior may look but deep inside there remains turmoil of emotions and questions with no answers.

Pratham took Akash as his gift from God and found his ultimate inspiration in him. Sparkling eyes of Akash gave him dreams and promises. He wanted to work hard and achieve success for his son, his lifeline. He continued to remain focused and studied hard day and night. Time went by fast and his studies got completed. He excelled in the management studies and was presented with a Gold Medal.  On the day of convocation his wife and son were present in the audience. Pratham dedicated his achievement to his son Akash. It was a very special moment for the family.

Pratham rejoined his organization and now at a higher management position. He felt more confident and positive. The smiling face of Akash used to shine through his eyes. He provided his special kid with all the necessary support and care needed. He let him free. Where we generally see and hear people abandoning and keeping differently abled people in chains or closed doors, Pratham was never ashamed of his kid, Akash was his ray of hope. Whenever any guest visits his home, it’s mostly Akash who would greet and welcome with an innocent smile.

Pratham continued to succeed in his field and gave the entire credit of his renewed energy to Akash. Later pratham even opened up a school for Special kids and worked towards making it a center of excellence.

Pratham was my senior in the previous organization where I was employed. I worked with him for about 4 years. He will always be someone I would look upon for guidance and motivation. How well he takes care of his family and office responsibilities is exceptional and admirable.  Pratham in fact took pride in it that God considered him capable and responsible enough to bless him with a special angel – Akash, whose care can only be taken by him. 

During my working tenure with him I learned a lot and gained values and virtue which are a gift of a life time. His persona has left an indelible mark on my life. He always gave his hundred percent to whatever task he did. He is the one who is extremely loyal and dedicated person. His mere presence would infuse great courage in you. I am living my life on lines of his valued guidance and wisdom which has always helped me come out of failures. I completely owe my happiness and successful career to him. He helped me believe that life is beautiful and is to be lived well.

When I started working with him I was going through a very low phase of my life. He helped me as a friend, mentor, angel, he taught me to have trust and positive believes. How smoothly he took me out of my darkness, is something that cannot be expressed by mere words. He provided me with moral support and faith. He is my inspiration for now and always.

Akash is now a young boy and is on way to enter adulthood, being differently abled he is having recurrent episodes of anxiety, frustrations, anger, agitation, nervousness, and it is only Pratham who would handle him with utmost patience and love.

It is really commendable how Pratham turned his sad story to something very encouraging and praiseworthy. He has some Midas touch but here it is not gold as an element but golden values. Not only me but who ever got to meet him would not remain untouched or unmoved with empathy, compassion, calmness and patience. Pratham is indeed embodiment of courage and zeal. He is undeniably #madeofgreat.


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Tuesday, 17 November 2015

My tryst with failures and worries

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Life is full of surprises, some happy and some sad. Things which are least expected happens with a blink of eye, and things which we wait and long for may or may not happen as desired.  It’s all about destiny and I am a strong believer of it.
Sometimes I feel life has been unkind to me.  There are non – fulfillments, frustrations, incompetency, disappointments and failures.

During my school days I never scored more than average marks, I had a wandering and a dreamy mind.

I experienced immense pain seeing both my parents seriously ill for a long- long time.  And it was quite debilitating.

It was an arduous task to get admission in a good college as I secured much ordinary marks.

There were times of acute financial crunch, where I failed to support my family.

I failed to know my heart and follow my dream.

The more I tried to move ahead the more I felt dragged down to the bottom. If I evaluate myself ten years down the line I was very insecure, impatient and full of anger. Fear, negative thoughts, pessimism made me a low and complex person. We all experience hardship, sometimes its due to our fault and sometimes others.

Even today I am the one with some complicated thought process but now I am much more in calm with myself. Failures, hardships have shaped me into a better person. Amidst all difficulties I always carry high hopes with faith in prayers. I am becoming more spiritual and strongly believe in positive affirmations which I have started practicing recently.

Failures and problems have taught me to have specific and clear intentions as vague intentions bring doubts.


Be in peace with failures. 


Never react unnecessarily when you are disturbed or angry. Calm down.


Face your fears; they won’t last a life time.


Never let dark clouds of negativity surround your life, the more you accumulate sad thoughts, and the more you will feel impregnated with them.


Free yourself of all mental blocks and constrictions.


Even if you fall twice or thrice, always step ahead with a stronger determination.


We all commit mistakes, accept them, and promise yourself to never repeat the wrong.

My thought may sound cliché but they actually work like a miracle. The point is how much we remember to implement, as an angry mind is also a devil’s workshop. We need to practice some self introspection and self counseling.
Though, I still feel and wish that certain episodes of my life should not have happened. But if not for them I would have strayed in a wrong path. They gave me a lesson to learn and helped me remained grounded. They were destined by almighty. 

Our life is what we make of it, develop and glorify it or leave it for others to pity. The choice is ours.

Friday, 6 November 2015

Intolerance



Every day when I read the morning newspaper I come across numerous cases of ‘intolerance’, and my mind starts questioning, ‘what have we reduced to?’ We can get extremely unwilling to accept views or beliefs which differ from ours. Some of us are so thick skinned that we are irrational to an extent beyond imagination. We are becoming violent, aggressive, impatient, abusive, illogical and unreasonable. 

In my school I was taught that India is a secular country and secures for all citizen - justice, liberty, equality and fraternity. But as I grew up I came across a very different story to hear, see and read.

Hindus, particularly the Nair and Kodava communities were persecuted by Tipu Sultan. They were subjected to forcible conversions to Islam, death, and torture.

Religious violence broke out between Hindus and Muslims during September–October 1969, in Gujarat

Anti-Sikh Riots (1984).

Anti-Hindu violence in Kashmir (Kashmiri Pundit were forced to leave Kashmir, many left and more than many killed) and Islamic terrorism in India .

In late 2004, the National Liberation Front of Tripura banned all Hindu celebrations of Durga Puja and Saraswati Puja. The Naga insurgency, militants have attempted to exploit Christian ideological base for their cause.

On 6 December 1992, members of the Vishva Hindu Parishad and the Bajrang Dal destroyed the 430-year-old Babri Mosque in Ayodhya - it was claimed by the Hindus that the mosque was built over the birthplace of the ancient deity Rama (and a 2010 Allahabad court ruled that the site was indeed a Hindu monument before the mosque was built there, based on evidence submitted by the Archaeological Survey of India.)

The Godhra train burning incident in which Hindus were burned alive allegedly by Muslims by closing door of train, led to the 2002 Gujarat riots in which mostly Muslims were killed in an act of retaliation.

Anti-Christian violence in India.

These incidences are to name a few. 
 
Religious intolerance is the biggest menace, is ever increasing and none of the religion is spared from it. Are we really a secular country? All the so called religious groups are fighting with each other in the name of religious believes, on frivolous issues just to harden and uplift their ego.

Communal harmony, creative life, our secular fabric, rationalism, fundamental rights are always targeted and have started to burn with flames of hatred and anger, and we very well know who all in power and authority ignite such fumes. But the question now is – Are we dumb? Have we all lost our sanity and sensibility?

The recent problem going on at the prominent Film and Television institute regarding selection of its chairman is very disturbing, student’s say that chairman is appointed on political reasons and not on professional bench marking. 
 
There must be some evaluation criteria and guidelines adopted before appointing a chairperson. Was that made a point before selecting such authoritative position?
Creativity by any means should be kept away from political clutches. ‘Why play with the future of our nation?’

Threatening Pakistani artist, canceling their events, killing of bloggers and rationalist thinkers and writers is so painful and horrifying.  It really makes me feel scared. We are killing creativity, free speech and murdering our fundamental rights.  

I read in news few days back that many renowned writers are returning their literary awards, national wards to protest diminishing freedom and acute rise of intolerance.  Though I am much miniscule in commenting on such an issue, it completely shows their good concern and courage to do so but, will returning awards provide us with a solution?

Why can’t we all mind our own business?  In spite of banning what one should eat and should not eat, why can’t we put a ban on murders, killing and abductions going on every second? Do we ask our God before spreading hatred and killing innocent people? Does he permits?  Do people planning such heinous crimes read their respective religious guidelines?  None of the religion propagates any sort of negativity.  Evil resides in heart of such people who plan and execute these hateful acts. Be it in the name of religion or greed of power.

Before speaking and doing ill to others let us introspect our heart and conscious. Are we free of malice? 

Stop growing hatred and develop peace or be ready to face dire consequences.

A silent song in my heart
A rising sun and singing hearts
A hope so high, may it not die
With folded hands I pray my lord
Bless us all with love and peace
May we sing the glory hand in hand.


(Some information on religious violence taken from here)


Tuesday, 3 November 2015

#Truelove


We all have a true love within our hearts which we cherish forever. It can be a person, place or any activity. And I believe we can have more than one true love, as it is in my case.  My day starts and ends with them. They are my true companions. 

One of them is music; a lyrical, soothing song makes my day joyful. I love listening to all kind of music be it Ghazals, religious/ spiritual songs, old Bollywood numbers or latest chart-busters. I don’t have any special preference when it come to music, I even listen to regional songs from Himanchal, Punjab, Bengal, and even South Indian songs though words are obviously  hard to catch but if chords of melody attract  my heart, I make my own lyrics. Music indeed frees me of all attachment and allures me to a wonderland where I contemplate my entire life and paint a rosy picture of only love and happiness.  I may be sounding foolish or crazy but music has such an effect on me. 

Music has a great power to boost up my sad, gloomy mood, it encourages me, gives me hope and faith. My spirits are elevated and inspired with positive emotions and energy when only music is there to enter my ears.  Sound, rhythm, pitch, tempo, melody, harmony are quite intoxicating for my soul. Music has dynamism and power to alleviate all my pain and sorrow. It is my ultimate true love.

My other true love is sleeping and lazing around. I find it really relaxing where you just chill and sleep with no worries and deadlines approaching.  Though times have changed now, daily household chores, commuting to office, various approaching deadlines, hardly leaves time for even minimum requirement of 6-7 hours of sleep a day. Though not as frequently as it used to be long back I still make out time for this love of mine amidst my busy life. 



IndiSpire89 - write about your true love, it can be a person, place, thing, activity, anything. Something/someone that makes you feel special, complete in life. #truelove