The Little School Girl

"Aaj fir sheher ki iss chehal-pehal me,
Ek anjaana sa chehra kho dia.
Aaj fir sheher ki iss chehal-pehal me,
Ek anjaane se pal me jee lia.
Aaj fir."

These lines struck me hard when I was on my way to Abids with someone to get this laptop of mine (crashed! It was). 

We live in a round world, each face we see times and times. But, a few faces touch us and yes, we are so easily able to find the story behind it. Some faces tell you no stories but leave an impact to our hearts.
One such day for me was today, The 26th September 2012.
Innocence we believe is lost, lost to the world of we don't know.
But found three genuine faces full of innocence.
Those were I remember and would always remember faces of three little kids coming back from school, they might be. They had no tensions, no stress and no worries, Apparently, this is the main reason why little kids are so beautiful.

Wearing school dresses, tiny black shoes having their little tiffins on their laps and water bottles hung to thei necks were kids, three of them, A girl and two little guys. World is so different for them, No one is bad for them, Everything is good and only good is existent in their worlds.
She (The little girl) was peeping out of the auto driven by a Muslim man (See, here the difference in our way of seeing. We see as Hindus and Muslims and kids don't, Each and all are one for them).

She made a certain bond, a certain connection with us when we passed a little smile to her and she couldn't keep her eyes of us and it was the same at our side. It was touching and an awesome feeling as long as we could see her and I think it was the same for her.
She was waiving to us, smiling at us, looking at us with those big innocent eyes of her and this continued as long as our autos took diferrent directions. She lost us and so did we. 
'Another face lost in the hustle and bustle of this great city'.

I don't know if I'd ever see that little one again. Yet, the world is little and round but still I can make out that she'd be a grown up the next I see her and apparently that innocence will be lost again. Lost again, to this great city and its little stories.


"Woh nanhe nanhe se haatho wali,
Woh badi badi aankho wali ne jaane kya aaj mujhpe jadoo sa kar dia,
Keh nahi sakti ki wo pal kya tha ki jub humari nazre takrayi,
Par un badi badi aankho wali naa jaane mujhse kya kya keh diya.
Keh gayi woh mujhse ki tum akele nahi muskura rahi ho,
Tum akele nahi jee rahi ho, Main bhi hun tumsi,
Dhundh rahi hu tumsa ek astitva.
Khush hun main bhi tumsi aur sada rahungi.
Tumhara kuch ata pata nahi mujhe,
Kho jaogi tum do pal me fir iss shehar ki chahal-pahal me,
Par jeevan me ek baar meri iss muskaan ke baare me soch ke khud muskura lena,
Har mushkil ko paar kar jaana tum,
Yeh do pal ki mulaakaat hai, Iske saal tum bana lena.
Mujhe yaad rakhna tum, Mujhe yaad rakhna." 


'Some moments in life, If last longer loose their charm, their beauty and their essence' Someone has so rightly said this and this was one such moment of my life. I wish I could keep it longer but don't want to loose its significance, So a few moments I encaptured in my heart forever. Offcourse, I couldn't just keep it properly in words but today I am satisfied.

And, yes I m smiling little girl.
Thank you! Little angel.

Rehabilitation of The 'Specially Challenged' Ones.

I wrote this long back for an article. Hope you guys like it.

“I have an impure smile of joy on my face,But I know what my heart craves within.It craves for the real life you people live,It craves for those true moments you go through each day.I have an unreal life with no real goals other than to survive,Yet I have an impure smile of joy on my face”

‘Disabled’: A word that should be out-casted of the dictionary and should be replaced by ‘Specially Challenged’.

 
 We ‘Not so specially challenged people’ are given a million moments to live in and smile, But what about who are not like us.

 I find it really difficult to choose what to write and what not to on this very topic, for because if you be with these ‘God’s favourite children’ for sometime, you know their plight and their pains and so there are a million thoughts in process in your mind and yes, for sure, you find no words to frame it all up.
Rehabilitation of the specially challenged is a big challenge and  we , as citizens of a country like ‘India’ are ready to take that up.

What if you are isolated from the world for all your life? What if you can’t see or speak or listen? What if you can’t run around and chase butterflies in your garden? Seems horrible,  Doesn’t it? But, there are a few people who live a life like that each day without knowing the reason of their very existence and yet craving to find one.

Rehabilitation: The word itself suggests giving a new habitat. A new habitat does not mean just a new house full of facilities or good food or a big bunglow with beautiful maids and smart stewards. A habitat is not that but it is presence of a real life, an environment which helps you grow over time, not just physically but mentally, psychologically and socially. In short helps you grow in each aspect of life.

Rehabilitation of the disabled is taken up as one of the most difficult tasks and It’s just because of the fact that they need much more care and affection in their lives. Their lives are not for-granted like ours are. They are special.
I have been with these ‘Specially challenged children’ for a while and I know their pains and plights. Eating when you have no hands, walking without your legs or trying to express when you can’t speak, Its one of the impossible things and they have to do. If they can’t, atleast they have to try to do to survive.

It is said that you do the best deed when you make someone smile. It is indeed and yes I know what it feels to do such a deed. It feels like you’ve won the world, You’ve won everything you could ever dream of and that one victory is a victory which will be make you smile all your life.
“Walking past the memory lane I know what I’ve lost and I know what I’ve found,

It’s all those smiles that I have won and those tears all gone.”
I conclude by requesting each one of you to have one such victory in your life, one such moment when you really smile and others smile with you. I request you to be a part of the ‘specially challenged’ people’s life and make their dreams come true.

God has made each one of us special in a different way and so, rather than seeing what is missing we should look out for that one ‘special gift’ from god to them.

For we know that god is great and he watches us all......

Blogging at last..!

My mind is a glass full of overflowing chaos. 

Its a bowl full of life miseries and smiles.

Each day I feel like sharing my experiences, but never found a way.
So, It's 'Blogging at last'.
I start with myself.
Simple girl, goes by a share rickshaw to college each day, travel around 10 kms with completely new people each day because of them I have a new story in mind each day, Thanks a lot to all these strangers, they make me realize life is both a sorrow and smile and mostly it is smile in sorrow.
College a place to meditate (sleep at times..;)). College a place to live life to fullest with full on entertainment and drama (well! I am the drama queen. Everyone knows that). I love drama in life. Lots of drama. it makes life worth calling life. So, Back to college, A place to work (rarely), a place to eat (since 10 am to 5 pm, LOL!). College: A place I wish I could sleep also (I don't hope the concerned authorities to take action . lol!).
On the way back I listen songs and YES, make stories.
Come back tired, roam about, chill about with my friends and the special one. Fun. You think it is. WELL! It is most of the times.
I miss home a lot and I am a cry baby.
I dream, dream a lot (not that I don't work hard to bring them reality, but some of them are impossible..;))
I believe in falling in love, I believe in second chances.
I believe smile is the best gift you can give to anyone.
I believe writing flushes your mind to start afresh each time.
I believe in making notes (I keep forgetting things.:))
I believe in angels and demons.
I love being me (at times, I hate that and its a genuine truth)
I am me.
Done!

Then, I have been planning to start blogging since centuries..
FINALLY! I m doing that.
Blogging at last.
Welcome to my world.
A world full of joy and tears.
A world full of dreams and hopes.
A world full of music and silence.
A world of me and you.
Thanks for being a part of it.
:)