Daar ke peeche kya hai ?

Everyone knows that “Daar ke aage jeet hai “ but no one is aware what is before daar ? Lets try and find out daar ke pahle kya hai?

Have you ever seen any kid or girl with a bamboo in hand struggling on a rope to balance .
You must have seen a begger with a hunter hurting himself on the back to entertain us .
In fairs we usually see people playing with dangerous animals or try to balance themselves on a bike in a well normally called ‘Mout ka kuan.

All of them have conquered there fear and have came ahead of Daar towards jeet .
Do u know how this journey for conquering daar started they must be somewhere before daar.
And that very point or circumstance which forced them to conquer there fear is hunger.
Hunger of there kids ,mother and beloved ones .to conquer this hunger they fight the fear and become fearless in due course of time .

Now I came to know that..

Daar ke peeche Bhookh thi…aur usi ko bhagane ke liye jeetna padta hai…….

a lesson to learn..

A person was going with a bag full of Rasgulla sweet .In the way some juice of sweet dripped . A squrrill ran towards it and started eating ,seeing the squrrill a cat ran for squrrill .Meanwhile a dog chased and the cat ran .seeing the dog chasing for cat, another dog ran and both the dogs started barking at eachother.Suddenly the masters of dog arrived and both started a fight for the animal,mob started to build up .as both the masters of the dog were from different community the mob started to fight and a communal raiot started everyone started to harm public property too.
lot of people died.carfue was imposed for seven days by administration.meetings held for communal harmony and peace.a teacher in the meeting asked "why did the riot brokeout ,why did people started the fight?
everyone started to look at each other.nobody knew the actuall cause for the riot .Then the enquiry started and when the root cause of raiot was known everyone was ashamed......

on knowing the incident everyone felt ashamed that drop of juice of sweet is thicker than blood ......  

yeh bin mausaam ki barsaat....

आज कई लोगो के विवाह कार्यक्रम है मगर बरसात ने विघ्न बरपा दिया अतः बिन मौसम बरसात के कई नुक्सान है गरीब को रोज़ ही परेशानी होती है परन्तु सर्दी में बरसात जो की अनायास ही बरस जाती है बड़ी कष्टप्रद है क्योकि इसमें रक्षा हेतु बचाव का इंतजाम भी नहीं हो पाते है .बिमारी का भी ज़ोर रहता है.

गाव मे इस बरसात से उन्ही किसानो को फ़ायदा है जिनकी फसल खलिहान से निकल गई और गेहू की फसल को बोये हुए दस दिन बीत चुके हो अन्यथा नुक्सान ही नुक्सान है.

शादी ब्याह वालों को प्रीतिभोज मे ५०० की जगह १०० व् १००० की जगह ४०० महमानों के आने से सभी इंतजाम व्यर्थ साबित हो गए अन्न का नुक्सान हुआ वह अलग .
इस हाड कप कपा देने वाली सर्दी से पशु पक्षी भी हैरान परेशान होंगे बच्चो का तो बुरा हाल होगा बीमारी से .
क्या यही रोंगटे खड़े करने वाली सर्दी है क्या इस बार प्रकृति हमें जाता रही है की उससे छेड़ छाड़ करने का बुरा खामिअजा भुगतने को तैयार रहे ?

yeh sardi ke din...

Shivering kids,dew droplets on front glass of car in morning,sleeping blanket cladded .... Winters have started fullfledge.The best time of course for almost everyone as we can enjoy parties ,marriages ,late night coffee with friends ,Rum time for happy go lucky people .

winters are often associated as a season for enjoying all things weather its dressing up for any occasion ,eating anything  and so on.

People are energised in this season .The productivity of a person rises in winters that's why many new inventions and targets for companies and even examinations scheduled in winter season show nice results.

In rural India bonfire is the most common feature in winter evenings and has become a meeting point for villagers in evening ,even in urban parts people have made bonfire an important events for evening parties at various occasions.

Have u ever tried a kulfi in a chilling winter night ?
Sleeping late night in a winter Sunday morning also is a great experience.

One must learn to enjoy this lovely time to its fullest.

double standards!

yesterday a news or rather scoop was there in television about Barkha Dutta a prominent reporter indulging herself into bargain between two political parties .but today the news was marginilised by almost every national and local newspaper .why dont these media people act responsibally and give the news without any bias?
what massage are they giving to the nation !

people will not ,rather are not taking any news seriously just because they are getting aware of the business part of it .in older days journlism was like social service but now glamour ,compitation etc have spoilt the real purpose  of this proffession.

i can only pitty on them and the nation .

God save and please spare my country.

my childhood memories....

Recently a class seventh boy ran away from school with a note kept behind .
This incident reminded me of my childhood .thou it haunts but memories are memories .I was accompanied with two best friends ,we three went to same school in same bus.
The bus use to come at stop,what we use to do was we hide at a plot where there was lot of shrubs and grass.the driver would horn thrice and leave and then we three friends after an hour sitting in that haunted plot with grass and mud underneath, come out and with our bags on our shoulders roam here and there. The whole day ,weather a garden or in front of girls school.One day while we were standing in front of St Marrys a girls school ,a peon from our school by chance saw us and recognised us by our dress, He took us to principal and we got a nice scolding and were told to bring parents the next day .
Another incident was also of the same period when i use to be in class 3rd .i resided at udaipur with my bhua and fufosa ,every saturday my bhua's husband that is my fufosa helped me in taking  bath he used some tools like a stone,a dead veg which was kept in sun and was like a scrubber and ,here u should know i am and was born with dark complexion .I suppose he wanted that i should look fair which was his dream never came true.
those were very good days ..........

infact.. as Bryan Adams say those were the best days of my life.

our niglected Hindi

यारो हमारी मात्र भाषा हिंदी है. फिर भी हम अंग्रेजी में बोल कर गर्व क्यों महसूस करते है .कही ऐसा तोह नहीं की हमें भाषा का ज्ञान नहीं ? तो उसके लिए.......

क ख ग घ ड
च छ ज झ ण
त थ द ध न
प फ ब भ म
य र ल व् स
श ष ह
अ आ इ ई उ ऊ ए ऐ ओ औ अं अ:

क्या मुझे सही कर सकते है आप लोग..