The ruckus of silence -2

Moving on road. Thousand of vehicles passing by and no one caring for anyone else.

Busy world eh!

And in this busy world i was roaming on road without any reason, just to believe that at least I am not part of this busy world. I have time to have a look on this busy world. I have time for me and others.

I was moving with these thoughts in my mind and mocking on the other when my gaze stopped on a view. I saw a drunken man beating his kid harshly. Looking at kid, he would not have been more than ten years old. Kid was crying, crying unstoppable and the wife of the man shouting from inside the room but doing nothing to stop her husband.

First i thought to let it go but the crying and tears of the kid don’t let me to. I went to the house, opened the front gate and snatched the kid from the hand of drunken monster who was about to punch the small kid on his back. The kid was too terrified to distinguish between a known and a stranger. He doesn't even thought twice before wrapping his arm around my waist and taking my back to have a shelter for his safety.

"who the hell are you?" The man asked me in broken words. His stench was suffocating. Eyes almost red due to heavily doped by alcohol. Dry skin and foul breath, this man resembles fully to the monsters which scared me in dreams when I was a kid.

"Enough. Enough of beating. What are you? Not even giving a thought before beating your kid so mercilessly.” I said to man. All I was thinking to calm down that man for a moment so that the poor kid would not have to take more of the drunken wrath.

“and who are you to stop me from beating my own kid? He is my kid and I will do whatever I want. This bastard dropped the money I gave him to bring the whiskey bottle. I am sure this rascal must have spent them.” The drunken man said while trying to maintain his balance on his feet and while saying this he tried to snatch back the kid, hiding behind me.

I couldn’t believe this man sent his 10 years kid to buy alcohol from shop. I just tries to stop the man from getting hold on the kid.

“ See Mister, you seems to be educated and well cultured person to me. So just keep yourself out of our family matter.” Suddenly from nowhere the mother of kid said.

This lady who wasn’t even trying to save her kid from beating now came to tell me her family personal matter. You got to be kidding me! But it was more than enough for me to stay on the place. I moved out of the place. When I turned I saw the kid running into his home. 

Now I knew why some of the parents end up in elderly home in their old age. When a kid didn’t get the necessary care from his father and the love and care from his mother in his early age, how could he probably create the feeling of love, affection , care and respect for them when he is on his own. And does these type of parents deserves the respect and care of their child. Mother not even caring for her child and father sending him to the liquor shop. What kind of impact this child would have of these incident on his mind.

I just moved back to my home and thought in my mind, “ thank God and feel blessed everyone who have their parents caring for them. If you regret and think that your parents didn’t give you enough then think of these kids who get beating of father and undeserved scolding of their mother everyday in their childhood.”

I remember the tears on the kid's face. On that silent face, those silent tears. I wish that his ignorant parents would have heard the plea of those tears. but i guess listening the silence is really hard. 

Fishing on the side of pond

Fishing on the side of pond,
i find nothing but the peace,
all time , all moment,
appeared to cease,
with everything , i found,
there is a holy bond,
i found what I haven't got from years,
while I was fishing on the side of pond.

Nothing for hours,
just the flow of breeze,
just me and the fishing rod,
I wished someone stop the time please,
just that setting sun, and the orange pond,
I cherished the beauty of nature,
when I was waiting the string to respond,
I found my lost peace,
While i was fishing on the side of pond.

Suddenly I was shook,
by a sudden shake in rod,
I was now ready,
to snatch the load,
out of the water,
silver body, big and bold ,
wow it was a nice catch,
And good fish to catch as I was told.

then I gave a look to her's desperate shake,
to get back the breathing which were about to break,
O!  I couldn't get out of this maze,
that I was a murderer,
and her killer was in her last gaze.

then she slowed down to her last breath,
her eyes still as a large ocean depth,
and all in sudden everything was back in rest,
but there was no peace now at its best,
just a dept,
of one life, taken and snatched out of its body's nest.

i pulled the fish , took her her in hand,
my first fish catch, it should be grand,
but how could I ignore, the tears of nature,
how could i ignore the ponds melancholy,
it just lost a dear one which  I did harshly,
but now nothing could be done,
the fish was dead already .

but now all the peace,
all the love of nature was gone,
it was already dark,
and no one was there to respond,
just a tree and the stars,
and a large mourning pond,
and I decide now,

I will never be fishing on the side of any pond.

life couldn't be seen from open eyes.

thinking of those days when i was a kid. no worries , no responsibilities, no tension. we all were like a wind ,
care free and cool enough to make all the world around us a lovely place to live in. thinking of those days, my eyes closed automatically and i fell back into those days of joy , innocence and best of it, life. 

Life couldn't be seen from open eyes.

 this was the first thing i realized when i was back from that sea of thoughts. looking on myself in the mirror, i
tried to search for that zeal , for that glitter in my eyes which i had. it might be still there but was now piled
below the gifts of this world. gift like tension , frustation and the worst feeling of them all , being locked in
some unseen prison. we are no more carefree wind. now whenever i open my eyes, i see my plans, my career but the only thing i can't see is life. where is my life that i used to live? lost in the agony of my other searches. now all i can see from my open eyes is this world not life. humans around me working like machines for day and night. the biggest irony is, they are working for making this life happier, by completely ignoring the fact that the cost they are paying for this is their life itself.
can we see it from our open eyes? i guess we can't. we are so busy in seeing the world, those forest of sand and stones. those architectures and man made beauties, that all we want is to possess those things, even if take our lifetime. passion is another thing but to pay the priceless value of our whole life is like giving philosopher stone for gold, when you know that the stone could change anything into gold. Same goes for us, if we want we can make any place a heaven, a worthy place to live, all we have to do is to close our eyes and think what we want from our life. is all work and no fun is what we had planned for our life. and if it is was the planning then why the hell are we working to our blood and bones, if we can't even enjoy our life. what could that money buy which would give you pleasure even when you don't have time to use it. 

can your open eyes take you to a place you would have imagined in your childhood. the life you thought to live when you were just a kid. looking into the calender with beautiful natural pics, you would have said, i will definitely go to this place. Close your eyes and think is this the life you wanted to lead when you were a child. 

Close your eyes and see this life. sometimes it takes darkness to find the ray of light you have been searching for because value of a ray of light can only be realized when it is dark. in the day light just light but in the pitch black night when a ray of light could be valued. so we need to cut our vision from this world to see what we wanted and what we want from this life.
i always appreciate the lovely lines of song sau gram zindagi.
Thodi si meethi hai
Zara si mirchi hai
Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sambhaal ke kharchi hai
Asli hai, jhooti hai
Khaalish hai, farzi hai
Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sau gram zindagi yeh
Sambhaal ke kharchi hai.
one life to live. close your eyes and find it before its too late.

so much for welfare .

i was sitting at my home, watching some show on my television, when my sis came rushing into the room and almost shouting," what are you doing, change the channel , its time for satyamev jaiyete. lets see what Amir khan is doing now." Me too was really exited to see what now the perfectionist of our film industry, would bring to rule the heart of the people of our country. i saw the show. after watching it for an hour, i thought ," yeh! its a nice show. After all Amir khan didn't bring the regular stuff."

seriously, he is bringing the dark side of our society into the light. i would pray to God that his efforts would crack the sprout out of the seed. and thinking all this a thought suddenly hit my head, " he took 33 crores for this show." so much for awareness , so much for welfare , so much for being good citizen of your country.

Personally, i think if you have the power to bring crowd on your side and move it in the direction of good, you don't have to charge anyone for that. If a celebrity is doing a show for bringing the awareness into the not so good citizen of our county, do he or she needs to charge such a huge amount for being a good citizen of your country.

why does we need the push from these celebrities to know what is right. why doesn't we ourself oppose what is wrong. Taking a example of one of my friend, his parents got a marriage proposal for him, the family of girl side was ready to give 15 lakhs in dowry even when my friend's family hasn't asked for anything. so why does our society thinks that his evil of dowry is only the fault of family of boy's side. why are the family of Girl's side so desperate to send their daughter to family that they are ready to give anything, even their fortune.
And why does we need a celebrity to know that this dowry system is an evil, a celebrity who would charge crores to tell us what we have already read in class VIIIth books.

we really need to think, will making a celebrity increasing his bank balance by not few crores change our society or its we who could take our country's future into a better garden than this bizzard arid world of uprooted evil. do we need to do so much for our welfare. think over it.

waqt hai waqt ki nazaqat ko samajh lo,
ho sake to shayar ki ibadat ko samajh lo,
jab sue ko badalne har saaz ayega ,
kab tak rok sakoge inqalaaf ayega.