WHEN THE CURTAIN RISES

It was a Sunday evening. The world outside was seemed very gloomy due to heavy rain. There were the sounds of breaking of twigs and slashing of window frames in the strong wind.  I was correcting the strings of my guitar. Since it was not an apt time for outing, I decided to spend the evening at my house itself. Then Risha came in. He was completely wet. His jeans and shirt laid stick to his body. I felt as like he was not bothered about it.The expression on his face seemed to me as like he was burning from something.

Breaking the silence after a few moments he asked me “how can be a man so cruel to others? Everybody is selfish. Only thinking about them” He continued.  He was just come to my house after watching a film which narrates the suffering of a house maid. His question was a right one. Now days the violence towards women has been increased.

Circumstances made women to go abroad and work for their family.  But against their expectations they have to suffer a lot. They have been tortured in different ways. We can know it from the newspapers. We read about reports of women brutally raped and killed.  Now here is a question. Can anyone think about a life without women?. As a mother, sister, wife, daughter, friend, we all experience her love. So, it is our duty to protect her. Respect her.  Help her to get a good atmosphere to live with us. What would u say??????????

AROUND THE TABLE WITH ONE MIND

I still remember that day during winter, while I was having tea with Risha’s family. It was Risha who called me there to clear his doubt in Anatomy since it was a little bit tough subject for him. While I was helping my friend in his subject, his mother called me for a cut of tea. We were gathered around the dining table; me, Risha, his three brothers and parents. Risha’s mother Mrs.Hairunnisa was an expert in making tea. But the tight bond among their family was more attractive. While sipping the tea each one was waiting for their own turn to say about their that day’s experiences and there after a discussion regarding it. Rishas’s father Mr.Hamsa started first with his job site’s experiences, then his younger brother Rashi with his school experiences, like that it continued. It was their usual practice to share each and everything with the family. There were no secrets, no tensions, everything was revealed in front of the family. How nice it was. I appreciated Mr & Mrs. Hamsa in my mind for giving their children such a practice.

No doubt, this type of communication may bring tremendous results in a person’s life. If anybody is

going to skip from the right path, they can be easily cleared by giving suitable guidelines. In our ups and downs our family will be there with the right hand. So never hide anything from family. Even if we are busy, we should find time for mingling with our parent s and other beloveds and to share our own experiences with them. Sometimes, it will save us from many dangers.  No doubt, at the feet of our parents is our real paradise

OLD IS GOLD

The Dispensary was crowded with people. Even then, there prevailed a beautiful silence. The dispensary was located in the suburb of the city, in the midst of rich greenery. Chairs were neatly arranged in the courtyard, near the garden. Our token number was forty five and we were waiting for our turn. Oh, for your curiousness, I and Risha. He had a stomach pain for the last few days and I thought he had better consult this doctor. He was lying by putting his head on my shoulder.

Then an old man of about seventy years old came in and sat besides us. He was panting heavily as like suffering from asthma. Breathing heavily he asked my token number.  His number was fifty four. It was very difficult for him to wait there.  But this problem was solved when I approached the doctor’s secretary and told her about this man. While he was going to make a move, he expressed his gratitude to me.  “Always take somebody with you”.  While taking him to the nearest bus stop I told him. Yes, God is always with me. He smiled and told me. I saw tears in his eyes. When I asked him about his family, He started his story. As like many senior citizens he was also leading a lonely life. Once upon a time he had a colorful family with four children. He gave his children a very nice life, taught them well. But after taking their professional degrees, they had their own plans.   All of them went abroad and settled there, never find time for their parents. His wife was with him till her death. Now he leads a very lonely life, without complaints and never blaming his children,  using the pension he was getting since he was in service.

Is it right to avoid our old parents and grandparents. When a man becomes old he needs more attention. Moreover it is our parents who did their best throughout their life to make their children happy. We are obliged to them always. What we have today is theirs too. Give them consideration, give them protection and give them the real warmth of love. Don’t forget that we also become old once in our life and may have to face the same situation. What would you say?

LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOUR AS YOURSELF

- Proverbs 3:5-6

Jesus replied: ” ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’  ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’

Sitting facing to the sea, watching the children playing football on the beach, Sneha told me, “look at them, no worries, no hurries, only pleasure”. She was right. Those children were fully engaged in playing. “But when they become grown-ups, there starts every thing…..” She continued. She was absolutely right. Being standing at the threshold between adolescence and youth a person has so many options there to choose. These options makes a person what he is in his later life. As like the sayings of the well known poem ‘The road not taken’ written by Robert Frost, a man should be versatile while selecting the route of his life. The failure in the selection, adversely affect a person’s career. Hence, one should be taught about life, relationships, different types of careers from his boyhood days itself. It will help him to keep an aim for his life. Here one thing is very important. He should be taught to love each other, love his neighbours. Physically, a  family’s background starts from the neighbourhood. If each of the families of this world starts to love their neighbours as their own family members, it will have a very good result. Since family is the basic unit of a society, our world will become a lovely global village enriched with love, affection and patience. So, keeping this in mind let us starts to love our neighbours and help them as our owns. In turn, we also be loved by others and it makes an internet of families linked by the bonds of love.

 May God bless you to make your path of life always filled with joy and peace.

Luke 11:10 For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened.

THE BEST FRIEND

Where is my friend, my real friend?

I searched for him everywhere,

From the past, continuing today,

Without an end, I search for him.

Where are you, my friend?

Come and give me a hand,

I am nothing without you,

I am something with you,

They have started their game again;

I need your presence here once again;

They don’t allow the tiny buds to grow,

They mould them only for a show.

They want to keep them in a showcase

They place a price tag around their neck.

This is not the case of a bud here,

But the same case of all buds and flowers,

To make them bloom into a new world

Help them to fulfill their dreams

Before being crushed under their feet

I need a protector to save them.

Its you, only you, but where are you?

It’s too late, awake from your winter sleep,

Your presence may give their fragrance back;

May return those happy days once they had,

Feeling safe, they may smile again forever,

Their hearts may fill with enthusiasm and feel,

There is someone as a guardian angel,

To reduce the pain of their present birth.

SHE......................

She can be a flower but never be a thorn

Then call her by the name of a flower,

She can be a mother and be a sister,

She can be a wife but never be an enemy

Since she carries a heart which is filled with

Love and affection of a mother always,

She can be a goddess when nothing is there

Since she serves everything for the family

How does she make a meal? No one bothers,

But at the time of lunch the table is ready.

She keeps everything neat and tidy

Preserves something for the next day,

She works for the family every day

Around the clock without complaints

Changing herself as a symbol of love,

She has to face harassments and violence.

From the family and outside world,

In return for her good deeds she does

Oh my world, you are nothing without her

Please value her identity her virtue

Since she is there in our own mother

BE YOUR OWN BOSS

When I was in my teens I used to spend my evening times near a school ground of my locality. From here and there players would come there to play football. One day while I was watching the match, a player fell on the ground by slipping his foot. On the spot his coach came there. Instead of giving him some first aid, he shouted at him and said.“Be your own boss, otherwise you can’t be a good player”. Later on different occasions I recalled that man’s words. He was very right. We should be our own leader, boss and guide. Since the life trail is a complicated one there may be the chances of hazards and challenges that one should face with. If we have control on our own life, if we are the master ourselves, definitely we can find out solutions during critical situations very easily, for the reason that we know ourselves better than anybody. Making decisions is very important. Right decision on the right time gives better results. Every person on this earth has to fulfil certain duties, formalities, obligations etc..., We have to find each of these and complete them with determination. Never lost on this life trail,try to win always. Dear friends I wish you all a very nice time with your friends and relatives. May god bless you.