Everything You Do.....

I like the way you encourage me,
I like the way you make me feel,
While you make those friendly gestures,
Seems like my heart is gonna steal.

Every day, you shower on me,
Those precious gifts that I have never known,
Not the petty worldly things,
But valuables pieces of enlightenment and all.

I like the way you help me out,
I like the way you make me groom.
You are like an Angel for me,
Coz I like the way everything you do.

I know, you want to touch the sky
That's even what I feel too
When you inspire and push me up.

Feels like, I will win over the world 'nd I will, I do..!

My two Guiding Stars...:-*

I often realized while returning from any places, that to part is a sad experience...That's what I realized today after reading a story about a Irish family, 'Going into Exile'. The son Michael and daughter Mary of a peasant are leaving to US to earn their living and to try to get rid of a nightmare of being poor. The most remarkable thing which touched me deeply is Michael's sensitive move...

"Then without looking at their mother, who lay in the chair with her hands clasped on her lap, looking at the ground in a silent, tearless steepor, they left the room. Each hurriedly kissed little Thomas who was not going to Kilmurrage, and then hand in hand, they left the house. As Michael was going out of the door he picked up a piece of loose whitewash from the wall and put it in his pocket."

I often feel the same when I leave back from Lucknow.. Every visit of mine is like a special occasion in the house, Maa & Papa stand at the platform as my train approaches Lucknow station and while the train is still stopping, I see Maa from the window trying to search me in the crowd getting out of the train.... As soon as I step out of the train, Maa's eyes sparkle and both of them hug me tight while dad taking my luggage away....It is a different feeling....seeing them after a long time..

I am unable to understand how time flies while I stay at home, this is what Maa complains every time I visit her....She anxiously wait for me to arrive and then in a flash time passes and there comes the day to leave back....This is the day when Maa is not feeling a happy self that I am still there with her, but she focuses on the fact that I will be leaving in some time.....She breaks in tears thinking about the same and still complaining how the time pass like a blink..... Papa has always been following a ritual of presenting me a bottle of cola and a pack of chips every time he comes to see me off at the station, It's been practiced now for the last 8-9 years since the time I have been away from home for studies......But for me it's not a ritual, for me and Papa it's a kind of  language to tell each other that we care, that we love......

I always miss you Papa Maa...... Your love is immense and far great as I know how you have given me the best out of life and how hard you have worked to see me where I am right now.....



Love to you both my Guiding Stars Maa and Papa...!!

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Indians Die.......But Who Cares???????

He took his last breaths in Pakistani hospital and spent last years of his life in Pakistani Jail. Sarabjit Singh, an Indian citizen who was falsely convicted of terrorism decades back. It was his fault that he lost his way and stepped on to Pakistani territory by mistake and that one single mistake changed his identity and subsequently entire course of his life including his family. He was just an Indian and nothing else, staying in a small village near Wagah border. It was his fault that he was not a big shot but just another citizen. It was his fault that he took a wrong walk!.. who cares if he suffered the punishment of a crime he never committed, Do u?

In India, no government cares who dies where and why. Everyday somewhere or the other, someone dies and pays a price of just being an ordinary citizen. he is a convict of being an Indian, a citizen of a country where dying is a regular affair, who cares?? The Anesthesia in our Government's circulatory system is so strong that it nullifies the emotions and does not give them a shock to see all this. The only one who can be shocked is Sarabjit's family, his two young daughters and his elder sister who fought for him till his last breath. Today on this Unfortunate Day, I feel more terrorized by the reaction of our Government than a terrorist attack cooked up by Pakistan. Home Minister visited his family today to console them on their loss. It seems they are so good at paying visits and then few days later nothing happens. All the consolation & promises just evaporate with a new sun in the sky. And then few days later someone else dies and leaves his history to become a breaking news on our news channels....

What is wrong with this country? Why is it that we are not able to give our citizens which our great leaders had promised us when we won our freedom. Gandhi ji taught us Non-violence but not 'Unjustified Silence' by our Government. Why don't they just act rather than paying visits and not taking an effective action. You know Mr. Prime Minister, by not taking appropriate actions at the right time we are delivering a message to those who are eyeing to take an advantage of the situation. And a recent example we know, China is invading in our lands in Ladakh!!......Are we not alarmed?? By acting so lethargic, are we not sending a message across the borders that we are too lazy to protect the dignity and integrity of this country!! This is HIGH time that our Government needs to wake up and introspect to find out the answer which every citizen is going to ask- Are we safe in this country?  Otherwise, everyday there will be a news of another road constructed by Chinese army in Indian territory and another Sarabjit killed by Pakistani Government..Do You Care??