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I fell in love with fishes yesterday!

I had gone to give my customary Mock yesterday. I usually stand outside the reception, waiting for the students of the last slot to come out, so that we can get in quickly. But, today, I had reached a li’l early, so I decided to sit inside the reception, which was empty. The room was silent and dark, with no tubelight on. Only some sunshine was coming down from a window, with the rest of the windows well-curtained. And, the light fell directly onto an aquarium. I went near the aquarium to look closely if the fishes inside were real or artificial. I was getting a feeling that they were real. When i reached near, I realised, to my utter joy, that they were actually real.
I sat onto the bench kept close. One..Two….3..4.. I counted…there were complete 7 fishes in there! I think this is the highest of the number I’ve ever seen in a school of fishes. I felt a surge of joy grow within me…yet again! And what a splendid sight it was! Ohh God! The first thought that crossed my mind, when I looked at them closely, was “God is indeed a maestro! A great painter….He proved it, yet again”!
The 7 fishes….3 are orange in color….an orange which glistens to yellow when sunlight falls on it. It’s fins….Ohh! How to explain those beautiful fins. Simply inexplicable. They are so thin…so thin that I felt if I touch them, I won’t feel there’s anything in my hands. Maybe the fish will slither out of my hand as a rabbit does, with you left with a feeling of it…its skin’s touch on your hand…just so soft, so surreal. It’s body looked as if designed by a painter specially… one found sometimes on our Sarees, and stuff. Simple orange base, with spats of black at some places….irregularly thrown. Remember the wings of mosquitoes or flies in your house…same stuff fins…but transparent…rather, translucent…scientifically speaking 🙂 The fins were spotted too, the same way.
Then I saw the eye sockets – “the” eye sockets!!!! They made me dubious whether the fishes were really real or just a marvellous piece of man’s replication technique!? They never blink!!! God!! Can you believe. I think the animated movie – Nemo, even there, fishes had eye lids, which they moved. But, I realised now that fishes don’t have eyelids.. They simply have eye sockets from which they look out. They just move those complete sockets to see at different places! They keep looking for bubbles! Silly na! I know. 🙂 But, it was all very beautiful. Made me feel as if I’m in a different world.
Then there were 2 silver fishes. There complete body was silver, and had fins which had a tinge of orange. As if someone had brushed it along a lil. Their bodies…ohh, so thin! Just like Kareena…zero size! When they moved parallel to the wall of the aquarium….simply flat! You don’t feel as if they have any width at all! And they were completely love-lorn creatures…both of them were always together…fighting, moving up n down each other’s body…running for bubbles at the top…I think mistaking it for food…. ecstatic, I was.
Whatever it was….it was all beautiful and it made my day! 🙂
Have a beautiful day ahead!
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A sadist today

What is it about English? What is it about any language, for that matter?
I’ve been an avid reader all my life, as far as I remember. Right from being the first one to finish reading stories in my text books, to picking up cousins’ story books. It’s been my usual habit. I don’t remember ever when I said ” I don’t feel like reading, or I hate to see these novellas.” I have always been nagged by my cousins to be always consumed in books when they enjoyed watching TV or playing ghar-ghar.
Books have been more of an addiction to me than a hobby. I can’t resist the temptation of seeing a book store and not going in for a look. I still have memories fresh in my mind when my cool-headed, most patient dad, use to lose his control and throw my novels, or story books out. 🙂 Twice, I remember, with much naustalgia now.
I used to love reading mystery fiction…Sherlock Holmes, Agatha Christie, Satyajit Ray….or even unknown writers….maybe it’s coz people read different authors…like Sidney Sheldon, Jeffery Archer…. but.., does it really matter what or whom we read?… Wasn’t it always about reading good stuff. I thought reading good material made the difference, and not that reading trash was what was needed. Today, those who have grown up reading these authors are better off.
I have been into debates, I’ve been into compering. I was so seriously drawn into debates that I once seriously thought of taking up Law as a profession. There was a time when I felt that I could debate on any topic, you just tell me which side I’ve to be on. It doesn’t matter what my opinion is, but I was always full with both sides. For compering, I was the unparallelled, unbeatable queen of Hindi compering world. (The guy who always beated me for English was my first crush!!! ufffff….what a voice, man!). I still remember, when in trouble, no teacher could think of any other name than me and him for compering a school function. First Sports Day, first Annual Day. You name it, I have it. Short time, Better performance. I remember the incidence and my heart beats with joy, and fills with pride. Beautiful Moments of Glory. But what’s the use. Here I am, much defeated now.
They say language is not learnt in a few days. I have spent my whole childhood learning it, and here I am, just to realise that whatever I learnt, all those basics I developed and stuck to, the whole of my life, were all wrong. All that, because of which I’ve won all those accolades. All wrong. Wrong usage of the language.
Today, when I need my efforts, my inputs to give me returns, I realise that all of them have been wasted in the wrong direction. Now, I’ve to spend sleepless nights going all over RC Passages and mug up as many words from them as I can. Now, I’ve to read and feel it as a heavy burden on my heart. Novels, which used to make me go on reading without even blinking….now, I’ve to read them as a duty.
My Advice: Crush hobbies. Develop interests!

Probably, this is “Life”.

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Jaago re, Jaago re, Jaago re!

Looking at the newspapers nowadays, only one thought comes to my mind – What can I do? Is there anything that I can do which doesn’t call for my leaving my job and working for my country. Is there nothing that I can do which will be my bit to the nation?

I have always believed that Social Work should be a way of life for everyone, and not a life chosen by a few! I think if everyone takes over just a “Human” attitude then there will be no need for anyone called “Social Workers” or “Social Activists”.
But somehow I fail to find out how I can help?

Today almost whole of the country is burning, hit from all directions. Terrorism has taken a satan-like face and stature. People make jokes of how uncertain tomorrow is, so better enjoy today. Kids threaten each other like ” Chhup kar ja, nahi to tere pe bumb phod doonga”….instead of ” Chhup kar ja, nahi to itni zor se ghoosa maaroonga, ki yahin gir jayega”. Today, we don’t even think of going to the market for a casual stroll, unless there’s some essential needs. You can’t go for that occasional movie show that was the only source of your family outings, as you are not sure if it would be really safe, or there would be a bomb lying somewhere. No one wants a holiday with the threat of a bomb lying in the vicinity!

Kandhamal has local people taking up to killing their Christian brothers, raping the nuns whom they used to call “sisters”. How can one grow so emotionless!? In a matter of few days? I sometimes wonder is it really illiteracy that these ppl don’t understand that it’s wrong to kill anyone or rape a woman? I think no matter how much infuriating things one leader tells you, you cannot bring yourself to do such henious crimes until and unless you have some personal grudges involved. Rioting, blocking roads, pelting stones is sonething I can still expect people to do, “just-for-fun”, but murders..rapes..destroying churches.. I have serious doubts. In case of terrorism, there is still a reason that there is a long history of atrocities that have gone behind it, since ages. Almost every Muslim has had some bad experience because of which he must have felt sad atleast once that he’s a muslim! Mostly the people who have taken up to terrorism are ones who can relate to their own relatives, dear-ones dying in front of them. But, communal riots like Kandhamal, within the country are simply unjustified. I feel it’s nothing more than political parties playing their dirty games to get into power, to defame the other party, in power, just before elections. The face of politics was already a sham, but now it’s getting bloody day-by-day, and dangerous. Kerala, Orissa, Gujarat…the list is growing every year. But one thing that’s strikingly common in all these states is BJP
. And in my personal opinion, if anything I can do to stop it all, then it is to vote and keep it out of power! It’s becoming the face of Hinduism and RSS day by day…and that’s the root cause of all problems in India today. If we youths can do anything, then this is the time we should! And this is the least bit.

*PS: Please note that all the views posted here are my own and do not hold any relevance or personal grudge to any party or person.