Friday, July 30, 2010

The Negative Side

Had been thinking of this always the time I read the speech of Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam (Ex-President of ROI.) Media over the time who used to spread the awareness amongst the common man has lately turned into the favours of the inside-outside goons. Most of the time casting the stories which leaves a high level of negative impact on the society, where people most of the time end-up brooding over the illness.

Again today morning, I read in TOI's Ahmedabad edition, one such incident where Sir Steve Redgrave and Kelly Holmes, who are on a visit to India took a sneak peek on the Capital's preparedness for CWG 2010. They appreciated the progress and the preparedness of Delhi, mentioning the infrastructure one of the best and of an International standard and termed it as an engineering marvel and believed that "India should now bid for Olympics".

Both of 'em lashed out on the Indian media stating "If I was the Indian media, I would have done positive stories about the event, about the country's legacy. Not all those negative stories which I am seeing on daily basis in the newspapers."

"71 nations will be participating and 80,000 people will be coming to India. Billions would be watching it on TV. All eyes would be on this event. What message are you delivering to world with negative stories? Holmes questioned.


Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam had once said narrated a story of his visit to a Nation which 24X7 was under the terror attacks, despite of all these he didn't found any of the stories on the front and following consecutive pages. The negation, was though covered and buried somewhere in the last couple of pages of the daily.

The statement of Sir Redgrave and Holmes was at the end of the article, which clearly shows callousness of the Indian media who is interested in concealing good things.

Seems like the only business that media seizes is from the attacks, anger and sadness. The iota of trust that people genuinely have is somewhere inhumed by the negative side of the Indian media.





Thursday, July 29, 2010

Dad and the kid

Last I remember, dad carried his son over a bicycle was some 15 years back. And yesterday night the kid got the same pleasure, though this time it was a bike (Scooty Pep). He wanted to ride the motorbike, but the kid, who has now grown up to be an adult had a lot of apprehensions as to how his dad would manage to ride at an age of 60+ with a foot problem. But the kid within my dad always wanted to do so without any fear and care. One of my friend's Scooty was lying at the apartment from more than a month, and as the grown up kid was not allowing the dad to ride his motorbike, dad took over the Scooty and had a merry-go-round in the nearby lanes during the afternoon. As I reached home in the evening after office, I took him over a ride positioning myself to back seat as a kid that used to have fun in the childhood, guiding him through the busy streets, where he rode freely and swiftly. Could see that immeasurable joy on his face which made him fell as he too belonged too this modern era of technology. This dictated a full stop to my apprehensions and gave me the confidence that he too could ride perfectly.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Frozen Mind

It has never been so easy to keep the mind stable, that steady head over the shoulders. It keeps on flowing with infinite thoughts, thoughts that are born and die at the same time. Thoughts that keeps you awake, makes you gleeful and gloomy, thoughts that takes you to the space of no man's land, of unheard and unthoughtful. But still, mind triggers and keeps you thinking of the things that are unrelated and trivial and still you matter over mind. Sometimes we don't mind and yet matter a lot with the hallucinating thoughts.

The time keeps treading and so does the wavering thoughts of the sojourn. Would it ever shutdown the senses of the stupor before marking the almost surreal emptiness.

Want to have that zero-state-frozen-mind, with the myriad moments and the flowing time.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

કે ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

Had a late night call with a client, by the time it was finished and we were about to move out from the office, we just heard some kind of noise. As we opened the window it was the downpour of the first monsoon rains. Just noticed quite a few moments on the way back to home while enjoying the happy good moments of the first monsoon rains. Here are some lines in Gujarati.

આભ રડયું ને આપણું અમદાવાદ ભીંજાયું
વીજળી ત્રાટકી ને આંખો ચમકી
મન ને તન ના ઉશ્કેરાટ ને ટાઢે પાળ્યું
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

ચાલી નીકળી સૌની ગાડી
મન મા ઉભરાયો અંતર્નાદ
ને લોકો એ પોકાર્યો જયનાદ
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

આનંદનગર રોડ એ છલકાયા લોકો
સવ એ માણ્યો વરસાદ નો મોકો
પાણી ભરાયા રસ્તે રસ્તે
હાલી ચાર પૈડા વાડી ગાડી બળદ ગાડે
ને હાલતા હાલતા પછડાઈ તે ખાડે
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

શ્યામલ ચાર રસ્તા એ સામ સામે આવી ગાડી
આવી ગયો એ તાન મા ને ગયો એ અડી
માણેકબાગ એ છલક્યા પાણી
ને બંધ પડી લોકો ની ગાડી
આપી એક્સેલેટર કરતો ભક ભક ગયો હું નીકળી
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

અંજલી ચાર રસ્તે દોડી ૧૦૮ ની વાન
આડી ઉભી આઈઓસી ના બંબા ની વાન
ચઢ્યો બધામા એક તાન
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

દાણીલીમડા એ લાગી ટ્રક ની લાઈન
પણ હતું ત્યાં બધું એકદમ ફાઈન
જોઈ એક ટોળુ થયો હું ધીમો
જોયુ રૈન કોટ પેહરી ભીંજાવા ઉભો તો એક નંગ
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

શાહ-એ-આલમ હતું સાવ શાંત
કાંકરિયા ના પાણી અથડાઈ પાડે
સાંભળી ને અવાજ પડ્યું મન ટાઢે
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

પુષ્પકુંજ એ ચાઇનીસ, ઓમલેટ ની લારી એ થઇ ભીડ
પુનીત આશ્રમ ની ગલી મા હતો હું એકલો
નોતા કોઈ શ્વાન આજે પાછળ દોડવા
વરસતો તો વરસાદ ટીપે ટીપે
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ

પોહ્ચ્યો ઘર ની ગલી મા
ના હતા કોઈ બાળકો રમતા ફૂલ રેકેટ
ઘરના આંગણે આવીને રહ્યો ઉભો
માથું કર્યું નીચે ને નાકે મારી છીંક
ને જોયુ તો ચોમાસુ આવ્યુ