न जाने क्यों खुदा ने मुझे इस काबिल समजा

न  जाने क्यों   खुदा ने मुझे इस काबिल  समजा

न जाने क्यों वो तुम बनके मेरे पास आए

न जाने क्यों अपने होने  का सबूत ,उन्हें मुझे  देना पड़ा

 शायद इसी  मेहरबानी के बहाने,  मेरा  कोई क़र्ज़ उतार रहे थे  ??



 कहीं ये कोई ख्वाब तो नहीं ,  मज़ाक  तो नहीं ?

 पर तुम सच हो तो , वो  सच है

तुम नहीं तो,  मेरे लिए वो बी नहीं


यकीन है मुझे की तुम , मेरे से ज्यादा उनकी ज़रुरत हो

अपने आप को साबित करने का उनका  एक जरिया हो !

ये एहसान तेरा बरकरार रखना मुझपे  खुदा

बाकि इसके बदले  तेरा हर  इम्तेहान और शर्त मंज़ूर है मुझे ,

The only absurd thing in #metoo movement

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Let us teach our daughters that the act of bravery does not lie in maligning the reputation of anyone on social media, even the one who has done wrong to them. Courage lies in taking them to the law, and getting them punished, not in tarnishing their image.

The only thing I find absurd about the me-too movement is women writing anonymous mails/posts through friend’s accounts, giving a vivid description of how they were molested or abused sexually decades ago. These women keep their identity under wrap because for them their identity and that of their family members is sacred but they do not apply the same emotion to the family members of the one they are accusing who hasn’t been proven guilty yet. The mental trauma is inflicted on the entire family as soon as you level an allegation.

Before you malign a person, remember he has a family too, whose members are as innocent as you are. You are destroying the lives and career of people who have nothing to do with what you have been through. You are actually creating more dread and damage maybe sometimes more than what you intend to do.

If you want to shame the offender come out in open do not operate from behind the veil. You need to demonstrate courage now at least, with more than half of the world standing by you to support you. To corroborate your allegation, you need to reveal who you are first; otherwise, this will set a dangerous precedent of using sly means to write anything against anyone on social media to settle personal scores too.

As a mother of a male and a female child, I have concern for both the genders. At the cost of one, the other shouldn’t enjoy or suffer.

As a woman, you have the right to narrate the harrowing experiences at the hands of unsuspecting men in the workplace. But in a few stories, it is mentioned by the victim that she continued having routine normal conversations with the alleged sexual predator for various reasons.

Then when you decided to ignore his advances for whatever reasons, you have no right now to dig them up and spread the stench everywhere by concealing your identity. Is this being done just to soothe your old self inflicted wounds? Will you gain anything now?

We should teach our girls to walk out of dangerous intimidating situations and circumstances immediately after sensing the lust in the eyes and gestures of colleagues, do not stay silent, do not become the victim for small benefits and then decade’s later dug up the same once the job is accomplished. This is called being selfish.

girls don’t be selfish now and play the victim card at a later stage, on one hand, you are fighting for gender equality and preposterously on the other hand allowing your sexuality to lead you into an advantageous position over your male counterparts just to weed out the competition, which in a way amounts to being unfair to uncompromising fighters of your gender

Due to some very reasonable reasons I am all alone on this festive day
The man at work , the children spending holidays with granny chote papa and Choti Maa .
I am in Hyderabad for my exams.
All the homes in my neighbourhood are well lit including mine .Boys and girls busting crackers , Women cooking elaborate meals, lighting Diya's , refilling the oil , Men entertaining guests and keeping an eye on the children . My house keepers family requested me to share the Diwali meal with them instead I requested her to cook a meal for all of us in my kitchen .
I am lighting Diya's playing ram Raksha sthotram in the background (SPB version) and continuously thinking of Sita as Diwali is also a symbolic celebration of ram ,Sita n laxmans return to Ayodhya after killing Ravana .
Sita was jubilant on being reunited with family unaware of the turbulent times ahead. The time in Sri Lanka was less humiliating , as it was just a small kidnap and her husband fought and killed the evil Ravana to secure her release , in the end it brought much glory name fame to lord rama , but in Ayodhya she will have to face humiliation at the behest of her own family , first by undergoing a test to prove her chastity and later being sent off to the forests ,for someone in the kingdom of rama was not sure if the test results were genuine or manipulated by rama himself .
When she was weak and humiliated no one stood by her , everyone sacrificed her like an untouchable in the guise of dharma . If Laxmana did raj droha and stayed with her in the forests instead of running away from her , Or if rama himself left Ayodhya with Sita by giving up the Thorne as he did the same once for his fathers word , because he knew and believed that Sita was chaste ... why dint he go with her , she never succumbed to Ravana's offer of being his queen , even if she can foresee rama dumping her she wouldn't have surrendered to Ravana , such is the greatness of mother Sita so intense was her love for rama .
She suffered all her life and then decided to put an end to her suffering and humiliation by ending her life.
I wish she lived long to see better times , her children getting married , grand children , spend some happy times with her husband and large family. I wish she breathed her last tucked in a cosy bed in the palace as an old woman as a raj maata.
Rama on his road to greatness asked for sacrifices of Sita Urmila shrutakirti Kausalya Sumitra and many more ...
On this diwali day my heart goes out to you dear Sita maata , for all the sacrifices you made to reinstate the glory and greatness of your husband the great king rama ..... You are the real hero of Ramayana . राम , श्री राम न बनते अगर माता सीता न होती
I prefer a progressive (stood by Draupadi in her worst times ) flirtatious Krishna to maryada Purushottam shri ram ...
And my heart goes out to all the parents more so for mothers who are celebrating Diwali alone , away from their children and by children I mean both Son and daughter.
I shudder at the thought of seeing such days , just cooking for self away from children in the future. May be this is the fate of all the parents in this progressive world .
An introspective eye opener Diwali for me .
Happy Deepawali dear family and friends .

I open my wardrobe, and it’s time for my daily dilemma of what to wear. The girl notices it and offers help…mom as today is Sunday and you follow the weekly astro color code strictly , so wear this red kurta and pair it with white Patiala, as sun(Sunday and red) and moon(white , Monday ) are friends , this combination shouldn’t upset them, and you may in fact get the benevolence of 2 planets on one day. I don’t laugh at her snide remark on my strict adherence to color code but follow her choice of dress for the day.
She interrupts my thought process by saying mom what if modi ji brings in a new rule tomorrow about limiting the size of wardrobe, what will you do with all these sarees??? I hoarsely chirp at her “preesha shub shub bolo “… mom: - you are upset just at the thought of cutting down the wardrobe, I can guess the impact of it on you, if such a rule is made.
The man calls the girl, and they discuss in meek tenor about my mental status ….I over hear words like aging, frustration …. I yell at them from bedroom, humare shauk hai hi ithne se “few good clothes, little jewelry, and few pairs of sandals” isme bi pabandi hogi tho gussa nahi aayega kya? … She answers back gently , mom what about the perfumes and all the lotions stacked up on the dressing table. i shout back , Please don’t scare me by making me imagine glimpses of govt officers coming and clearing my dressing shelf too.
While driving to work, I realize that I am really getting paranoid reading all the forwards on whatsapp, debates on fb and watching news on the TV, (thankfully off late I have become less of a newspaper person) about people dying in the ques, army taking over a state, rs 5 crore plus of fresh currency seized in bangaluru, a govt officer caught with crores of old currency, bank employees doing money laundering for commission. News reporting is not limited to journalists any more, and journalists are not neutral any more. We are fed by Biased, corrupt, and sold out media 24 hours a day .
Added to this is another nuisance of every party’s back office staff , releasing pro party messages, images, articles ,data into the grapevine … and sadly also the morphed, distorted deprecating and denigrating images of their rivals , and we aam insaan share them frivolously. I don’t know what has taken over us that we don’t think twice before using the forward button.
To be honest I as aam insaan don’t know the real effect of demonetization or good/bad effect of the imposed gold limit or of the pending announcements. I get swayed by the strong make believe current, by the general sentiment created by media. It should be the job of JOURNALISTS to help the truth to percolate to the bottom most layer of the pyramid.
AND IT IS THE JOURNALISTS WHO ARE FAILING TODAYS INDIA.
I finally decide to stop bothering myself about all the good and bad news being spread around and tune into FM, luckily I get arijit for company
“Acha chalta hoon Duaaon mein yaad rakhna
reporter dost mere , kaam tum log sachha karna
i hum along.........................

Damn the nightmares... my brain is yet to make adjustments to the new emerging rules post demonitisation.
As an inheritance from mother, I developed the habit of hiding the currency in between the sarees , under the PAPERS in the wardrobe. I was so distrustful of myself that I never hid them at the most obvious places.
On November 8th night, after our mitr ended bashan on TV, I came home and opened the Godrej almirah and searched the most obvious places but did not find more than a note or two. I was relaxed but then I thought, is this all I saved? No there should be more to it, but from where do I start to ensure that the black snakes are not sitting somewhere silently to settle the scores with me later for forcefully hiding them away from the world.
Next day after the man left I closed the bedroom door opened the wardrobe believing that I am going to unearth a lot of hidden wealth. To my utter dismay I couldn't find more than a couple of old rs500 notes. I wasn't satisfied with my efforts in searching because I had confidence in the bharatiya nari in me.
When we stuff a note here and then in the wardrobe it is always with a noble intention of helping the families sail through the tough times. Actually it helped me big time once, when I lost everything to the tumbled nifty, the hidden wealth saw me though the tough times for a month.
I called my dear saroj to dust every saree. She while doing the same shared that her mother too had the habit of saving money the same way. And mother always had enough to meet the unexpected, unforeseen emergencies in the house. Unplanned needs too were fulfilled by her unanticipated savings. She would give money to brother to fix the cycle puncture, give her a rupee or two to buy bangles in the mela, her sisters tuition fees too was met with these savings. Father was never aware of the backdoor transactions. Rich or poor once we are wives and more important mothers, we think alike save alike and spend alike.
Saroj and I finished the dusting activity by midday, we were successful in finding a couple of the much disliked despised notes, but not to the extent I expected. I was happy and unhappy both at the same time. I left for work and since then till date every discussion in virtual world or real world is all about money...
When I came back from office, while having coffee I asked saroj ...kuch rreh gaya hoga re. she : aap ka vaham hai babhi, Maine har ek sadi ko jhatak ke deka, jo mila uthna hi tha
I made peace as I had 50 more days in hand to dispose, if i accidentally discover any more of them. But everyday there is a new law regarding the abandoned notes.
With 30th Dec around the corner, I am getting jittery about finding the demonetized notes later and then being jailed for the same. Bringing in a lot of disgrace, to the family for stocking the abandoned currency. All this punishment just for the innocent ways we inherited in the name of small domestic savings.
Every Indian housewife should become brave bold suave and demand her share of white money from husbands in their bank accounts, and be provided with a debit card and if possible a credit card too from here on...
Our handsome 56" inch broad chest bachelor mitr should get this idea in his Mann and declare his Mann ki baat as a diktat on one chosen Sunday, Men should be penalised for not declaring their wealth to their women all these years, because of this women developed a habit of saving the savings in the most ancient methods, which caused a havoc in their financial planning recently.
Before the hell breaks loose let me go and dust my wardrobe one final time to save the family dishonor of being branded as black money hoarders, if I discover anything more than a meager rs10, 000 I will be penalized humiliated isolated branded and maybe when I go in search of suitors for my children, they will call us, hey this is the family which once upon a time hoarded rs100000000000000000 (from mouth to mouth a zero gets appended at the end very naturally), hey ram shub shub socho
Rs 50,000 penalty for holding old notes after December 30?
http://toi.in/WpJtbZ/a19ai

After I downloaded Devdutt Pattanaiks my Gita in kindle , inspired by pandit Madhava Turumellas fb live video , the daughter wanted me to tell her a story form what ever I was reading
I handed her the kindle and made her read the following story
The complexity of karma is demonstrated in the following Telugu folk tale based on the Mahabharata: a little girl was drinking milk from a pot when Karna’s chariot rolled past. Startled, she dropped the pot. The pot broke and the earth soaked up the milk. The girl began to cry. Karna saw this, stopped the chariot and decided to get the milk back for the little girl. He took the moist earth in his hand and squeezed out the milk in the pot, much to the girl’s astonishment and delight. Everyone praised the great warrior.
Thus, Karna’s action yielded an expected output. But the outcome was unpredictable. The earth was furious that Karna had squeezed milk out of her. She swore that one day she would take her revenge. So on the battlefield of Kuru-kshetra, she grabbed hold of Karna’s chariot wheel, squeezing it as hard as he had squeezed her , forcing him to alight and pull the wheel free. And while he was thus distracted, with his back to the enemy, he was shot dead. His blood fell on the ground and the earth soaked it all up. Karna’s action thus had two reactions, an immediate one and a subsequent one. The immediate one was perceivable. The subsequent one was not. The latter reaction created the circumstances of Karna’s death.
Arjuna, you have control over your action alone, not the fruits of your action. So do not be drawn to expectation, or inaction.—Bhagavad Gita: Chapter 2, Verse 47..
She read it twice , the complexity of karma theory cannot be solved in a go .
We read some more stories and discussed krishna as the book is all about krishna's teachings
She shared An interesting observation
Maa krishna and jesus had long hair were born at midnight in mysteriously similar circumstances , both were shepherds both of them died in similar circumstances . We tried to connect the dots by exploring some relevant stories online and unlock the theory of their birth and death by doing some research
The story about death of krishna beautifully brings out the very important fact that, even for the Ruler of the Universe, the laws of Karma remain the same.
https://kshetrapuranas.wordpress.com/…/the-death-of-krishn…/
And in the case of jesus Christ
The violence may not always be seen in the body, but it decimates the heart, spirit, mind, character and emotions of people just the same. The beating and scourging of Jesus Christ before crucifixion describes the violent nature of the death he met to redeem our sins
http://www.vatican.va/…/ccc_…/archive/catechism/p122a4p2.htm
they lived , died like ordinary men... I could see some sense in her inference
She . Amma May be they are brothers or father and son?
I : but they were born at different times
She : may be it is a double role like in movies or a reincarnation or spirit brothers
I :what is this new spirit brothers
She : extra ordinary men with same mission descended on to the earth for the same purpose at different times in similar circumstances (bad weather) and died violent deaths as ordinary men...can be called spirit brothers.
I : hmm intresting, we can write a nice comparative fiction based on facts ..like our indigenous amish tripati, Ashwin sanghi does , or share the idea with Dan Brown and later on it be made into a high decibe action packed Hollywood movie
I wish some intellectual takes up these topics on linking gods and their missions , and depict them as 1 United force without any bias towards any one group irrespective of whom they follow or believe in....
All the world needs now in the name of fiction is to show the unity amongst the heavenly powers, to restore harmony on the earth. Instead of using ones creative cells to demean others religion it will be a big service to the mankind if one can deploy their creative thoughts and skills to show the gods as brothers in arms .

Disputes BETWEEN RELATIVES are rarely for money or property or materialistic things.
1) A friend gave birth to 2 babies back to back via c section. The younger one is 2 years old now Her mom in law is pestering her for sometime to get a tubectomy done. She heard it 10 times and the 11th time she asked her mom in law why can’t your son get some procedure done on himself as I already underwent 2 surgeries .
The mom in law said he is a man you know and it is not right for men, they should always have open options, this irritated my friend so she gave a curt reply what if I want to marry again and have a third child with someone else , you know even I want to keep my options open so I don’t want to undergo any family planning operation.
And mother please allow us husband and wife to decide where and when and how many kids we want to have, please stop giving us free advices.
She had to do this to buy some peace for herself. This does not amount to hurting or ill-treating your elders.
2) This is a second friend of mine from Hyderabad who lives with her husband in delhi . she has set up a nice thai fast food centre there which is doing well. Her husband works for some MNC.
Her sister in law who lives in Chennai is running a high end boutique catering to celebrities . she calls my friend very often and advices her to shut that small eatery and relocate to Hyderabad to take care of her ageing parents.
As my frends sister in law is making more money in her business than my friend , she considers it as her prerogative to give muft ka gyan, according to her, old ageing in laws shouldn’t be neglected, it is bad karma , unethical etc etc, my friend got so pissed off with the muft ka gyan that she told her nanand, dear sister in law why don’t you shut your boutique and go back to your in laws in hyderbad to take care of them, as they are ageing too, you can also take care of your parents along with your in laws by shifting the base.
You do not get the power to dominate me just by the virtue of your riches or rich clients. My business to me is as precious as yours is to you. we will handle our responsibilities, our in law's very well, you take care of yours, don’t go around giving mufti ka gyan!
I think this muft gyan giving, taunting, encroaching into others personal space, interference in personal matters, dominating people just by the power of being elders,
dictating terms,
keeping BIG EGOS ,
EXPLOITING ,
PREACHING WITHOUT PRACTICING , GANGING UP AGAINST ONE PERSON , indifferent behavior etc etc are causing more stress in relations than anything else.
We often drive away people,
OUR OWN PEOPLE from us to far away places , both physically and emotionally. due to the above reasons.
The day we start respecting every person as an individual with his own specific needs we will see less stress and more love in the relations.
STOP HANGING ON TO THE OBLIGATION or LIABILITY IN A RELATION WHEN YOU ARE DEALING WITH YOUR OWN PEOPLE.
GIVE YOUR BEST , MANY TIMES WE DON’T GET WHAT WE GIVE BUT REMEMBER IT IS A DEFICIENCY IN THE RECEIVER THAT HE IS NOT ABLE TO RECIPROCATE WITH THE SAME LOVE..LEAVE IT , AND HOPE THAT HE WILL EVOLVE ONE DAY TO BECOME AS GIVING AS YOU ARE !