once upon a time in khandwa

Graduation ki padhai ke douraan student ko ghar jane ka mouka kam hi milta hai....aur jab kabhi milta hai... to un dino ka kya importance rahta hai...ye to har koi janta hai....but the fact is that ghar jane ke ye din un logo ke bhi khase important hote hai jo ghar baithe apne baccho ka intzaar kerte rahte hai..

student sochte hai ki ghar jaenge to ye karenge..vo karenge.....dusri taraf ghar valo ka apna alag hi plan rahta hai...ki bacche ko aane do ...unse ye kaam karvaenge....vo

karvaenge....etc...

mother's think that ...ki pata nahi vaha pe kya khate hai kab khate hai ??.. ab pasand ki chije bana ke khilaungi...

father's apne alag hi mood me rahte hai...ki aane do...ab to vo bada ho gaya hai....mai kuch din aaram karunga...sare kaam usi se karvaunga....uski sevaye lunga...

but in sabke alawa ager koi mera intzaar karta hai to ...vo hai mere DADAJI...jo rasta dekhte hai ki kab mai aaunga...to mujhse kaam karvaenge.....samay samay pe mujhse pine ke liye pani bulvaenge... mujhse apne hath-pair dabvaenge...mujhe bitha kar apne purane jamane ke kisse sunaenge....jamane bhar ki baate karenge....

aur......

hamesha rasta dekhte ki ....kab mai aaunga ghar ....aur vo mere sath ....bank jaenge ....apni pension lene.....

aise hi ek baar ki ghatna hai....

har baar ki tarah mai leaves me ghar gaya tha...agle hi din DADAJI ne kaha ...

" bank chalna hai ...pension lene "....mai unhe gaadi pe bitha ke le gaya...

bank ke samne road ke dusri side bike roki ...dadaji ko utara ....gadi park kerke aa raha tha.... maine dekha .... dadaji mera intzaar kar rahe the ki kab maui gaadi park kerke aaunga aur unko hath pakdkr road paar karvake bank me le jaunga.....

hamesha ki tarah maine unka hath pakda...aur unko road paar karva raha tha....

road paar karvate samay meri aankho me mere bachpan ka ek scene ghumne laga ...

vo ye ki ....

mai KG1 .. KG2 me tha ...

school shirt-half paint pahne roj school

jata tha... tab DADAJI roj mujhe school se vapis ghar laate the...

and sabsi badi baat to ye ki roj usi bank ke samne se paidal ghar late the ...jis bank ke saamne

abhi present me khade the.....bachpan me

us bank ke samne ka road paar karte samay mujhe bada darr lagta tha..aur road paar karte

samay mai DADAJI ka hath pakad liya karta

tha...ki vo mujhe ye road paar karvaenge...

ab to kaafi saal ho gaye ....mai bhi kafi bada ho gaya....

kai saalo baad jab bachpan ka vo scene yaad aaya...to laga...

ki...

bachpan ke vo din jab mai dadaji ke sath ghar aata tha....aur aaj ka din ....jab dadaji mere sath aaye bank me...

vahi bank thi.....vahi road tha....vahi DADAJI the....vahi mai tha.....aur vahi traffic tha...

kai chije bilkul nahi badli thi.....but ek chij jo sabse jyada badli thi.....vo ye ki....

bachpan me us road ko paar kerte samay DADAJI meri jarurat the....aur aaj road paar karte samay mai unki jarurat tha...

us din road paar karvate samay jab ye khayal mere dimag me aaya .... mai apne aansuo ko rok nahi paya... iccha kar rahi thi...ki us road pe chalte hue logo ko rok-rok ke batau... ki.....

ye mere DADAJI hai....unhone bachpan me mujhe ye road paar karvaya...aur aaj mai unhe karva raha hu..

us din ke baad se jab bhi kabhi mai us road se gujrta hu to ye baat mujhe yaad aa hi jati hai....

i think ...i am really lucky ...ki aisa khayal mere dimaag me aaya...aur sath hi maine aisa kiya bhi..

aur aisa karte bhi rahunga....

"...SPARSH..."

SPARSH !!!!!
rote hue ko hasa deta hai SPARSH !!!!!
tension me baithe aadmi ka tension kam ker deta hai SPARSH !!!!!
kisi ko nind na aa rahi ho ...use sula deta hai SPARSH !!!!!
koi purani baat yaad dila deta hai SPARSH !!!!!
man ki kadvahat ko mita deta hai SPARSH !!!!!

yu to hum sabhi log...apni feelings share kerne ke liye...
bolte hai ....likhte hai ...kuch kaam kerke show kerte hai...
in sabse alava ek aur chij ka use kerte hai ....vo hai SPARSH !!!!!

apni maa ko hi le lijiye.....
ye kahne ki to bilkul jarurat hi nahi ki koi maa apne baccho se kitna pyar kerti hai....maa ke har chote-se-chote ...ya bade-se-bade kaam ho....chaahe maa chup rahe ya baato dwara kitna bhi prem jataye.....baccho ke liye uska pyar hamesha atulniya rahta hai....
fir bhi jab kabhi hum ma ke gale lagte hai.....to hum saare gum bhool jate hai...
ma dwara sir pe hath rakhte se hi...humme confidence aa jata hai....
maa ki god me sote se hi saara darr gayab ho jata hai.....ye hai SPARSH !!!!!


generally koi beta ya especially beti apne pitaji ke pyar ko bahut kam samjh pati hai....ya samjh bhi jati hai....to generally mahsus kam hi kar pati hai....
but
jis din ladki ki vidaai hoti hai.....us din pitaji se gale milte samay vo definitly jaan leti hai.....ki uske pitaji usse behadd pyar kerte hai....
pyar bhari ..unkahi feelings ko.... bina kahe .....jatane ka naam hai SPARSH !!!!!


apni daily life me hamare dosto ke sath hum kaafi samay gujarte hai.....
kaafi masti kerte hai....
kisi tyohaar ya birthday pe kisi friend ko gale lagaker feelings share karte se hi ... vo aapki zindgi ka ek abhinn hissa ban jata hai ......
shabdo ka apna mahtv hai.....lekin SPARSH !!!!! ka alag mahtv hai .....
( jaruri nahi dosto se gale milkr hi ....but yahi kaam hum unki pith pe mukke marke ....birthday pe laat marke bhi kr sakte hai..... aur karte hi hai )
ya unse garmjoshi se hath milake bhi kr sakte hai....
kisi se bhi closeness badhane ka sabse saral upaay hai SPARSH !!!!


kisi bachhe ki galtiyo pe.....us rote hue ko bolker samjhaker...baate sikhane ya chup karane se kahi jyada behtar hai....
use pyar se gale lagao....use pyar bhara physically ahsaas do...
uske sir par hath rakho...use sahlaao....
fir dekho...chahe kitna hi ziddi bacccha ho...vo chup ho jaega....aur aap uski nazar me pyare ban jaoge.......ye hai SPARSH !!!!!


jaanvar !!!!!
vo to koi bhasha nahi samjhte ......sirf ek hi bhasha samjhte hai ....
vo hai....SPARSH !!!!! ki bhasha.... pyar ki bhasha !!!!!!!
paltu jaanvaro ko pyar se sahlaaoge to ...vo kabhi bhi tumhe kisi prakaar ka nuksaan nahi pahunchaega...
bina kahe pyar jatana hai SPARSH !!!!!

kisi bhi baat ki asli feelings ko SPARSH !!!!! dwara behtar tarike se jana ja sakta hai ....

teacher ko hi le......le....
teacher baccho ko kitna bhi chillaye .....generally baccho ko ahsaas nahi hota jo vo kahna chahta hai...
generally baccho ko apni galtiyo ka ahssas nahi hota...
but
teacher ki maar....dande se maar ....padne k baad hi generally baccho ko samjh me aata hai ki....unki galti kis level ki thi...aur galat kyun nahi kerna chahiye..
teacher dwara copy pe correct dena alag baat hai....but student ko paas bulake uski pith thpthapakr shabashi dene ka alg importance hai....
feelings bahut jaldi ...& aasani se feel karata hai SPARSH !!!!!

koi aadmi ek baar kisi ki baato me aaker galat matlab samajh skta hai.....
ya jhooti baato ko sach maanker.....galti kr sakta hai ....
lekin log kahte hai ki ......aadmi se gale lagte hi samajh me aa jata hai ki vo aapse kya chahta hai .......
sach-jhooth parkhne ka jariya hai SPARSH !!!!!

duniya ka sabse bada example...
relation between MAN & WOMAN.....
man & woman ek dusre se behadd pyar kerte hai......khoob pyari pyari baate bhi kerte hai...
lekin unke bich ka pyar tab tak PEAK pr nahi pahunchta jab tak vo ek-dusre ke physical contact me na aaye....
ek-dusre se gale milna......
ghanto ek-dusre ka hath...apne hatho me thame rakhna.....
etc...
etc...
in sab chijo se hi to pyar me 1 vishvas ....1 taakat ....aati hai....
aisa kaha jata hai ki ...
jab ....man & woman....ek dusre me completelty physically kho jaate hai.....
tab unke bich pyar sabse highest level pe hota hai...( obviously uske baad bana rahna ya nahi rahna ....kai aur chijo pe depend bhi kerta hai but fir bhi )
kisi bhi tarah ke sparsh se ek-dusre ke bich pyar kai guna pyar badh jata hai ...


alag alag dharmo me alag alag tarah se sparsh karvaya jata hai shadi ke douran...sirf pyar badhane ke liye....
hamare yaha .....dulha-dulhan ke hath milvaye jate hai....and iske dwara relation banvaya jata hai ....
christan's me weddding me kiss krva ke sweet relation banaya jata hai...

finally my main point is that.....
har relation ke liye....1 alag ...1 unique SPARSH !!!!! hota hai....
use dhundhe .....!!!!!!
aur bina kisi jhijhak ke samne vale ko vo SPARSH de de......

mai maanta hu....ki accha bolna ...kisi ki taarif krna jyada jaruri hai acche relation ke liye.....
but agr hum kisi frnd, kisi rishtedaar ko PROPER physical SPARSH !!!!! de to us bande se humara relation normal relation se jyada behtar ban sakta hai.........
but make sure that saamne vale ko aapke SPARSH se koi problem na ho !!!!

SUPER SUNDAY

Today is SUNDAY.......SUPER SUNDAY.....
the relaxing day of the week...the funniest day of the week..its all depend upon you...how the SUNDAY is for you........

i always remember that SUNDAY is our sportive day since childhood...for so many years...
playing so many typical childish game in childhood especially on SUNDAY...
that is why it always have a good place in my memories....
in fact there are so many GOOD-BETTER-BEST ..SUNDAYS in my memories...

just like all that this SUNDAY....turn out to be good one...memorable one for me..
रविवार की शाम थी एक झील के नाम ...दरअसल शाम को मै अपने दोस्त के साथ झील किनारे बने एक पार्क
"शाहपुरा पार्क " में घुमने गया था...उस झील में सूर्यास्त देखने का मजा ही कुछ और है ....
ढलते लाल-पीले सूरज का प्रतिबिम्ब अगर जलाशय के नीले जल में नहीं देखा तो समझो कुछ नहीं देखा ...
प्राकृतिक सुन्दरता का भी कोई जवाब नहीं ...

सूर्यास्त के बाद मैं पार्क में बैठा था , मेरा दोस्त फोटो खींचने में व्यस्त था । मैं चारों ओर हरे-भरे पार्क में नज़रे घुमा रहा था । मेरे ही सामने कई छोटे-छोटे बच्चे फुटबाल खेल रहे थे,उचल-कूद कर रहे थे । वही उपस्थित कई पिता अपने बच्चों के साथ बच्चा बनकर खेल ... खेल रहे थे । कई बुजुर्ग अपने पोते-पोतियों के साथ , अपने हमउम्र बुजुर्गों के साथ बैठकर बाते करते हुए नजर आ रहे थे । कई युवा अपने दोस्तों के साथ झील किनारे बैठकर झील में पत्थर फेंक रहे थे , मस्ती-मजाक कर रहे थे , फोटो खींच रहे थे ।कई प्रेमी-युगल अकेले में बैठकर प्यार भरी बातें कर रहे थे ।एक तरफ पार्क का फोटो-ग्राफर उन लोगो की फोटो खींच रहा था जिनके पास कैमरा नहीं था , तो दूसरी ओर एक बुजुर्ग मधुर बांसुरी बजाकर माहौल में मिठास घोल रहे थे। इसी बीच हरे-भरे पेड़-पौधे वातावरण में ठंडक और सदभाव बनाये हुए थे /

उस दिन मैं हर आदमी में अपने आप को देख रहा था /
हरी घास में खेल रहे बच्चो को फुटबाल खेलता देखकर मैं अपने बचपन में चला गया /
मैं खुद व अपने दोस्तों के साथ फोटो खिंचाते हुए वर्तमान में मजे ले रहा था /
फिर अपने भविष्य की संभावनाओं को तलाशने लगा / मुझे उस समय लगा शायद मैं यह चाहता हूँ कि आज के १० साल बाद मैं भी इसी तरह झील किनारे किसी पार्क में सूर्यास्त देखते हुए हरी घास में अपने बच्चों के साथ खेलते हुए रविवार की शाम बिताऊं जिस तरह मेरे सामने एक आदमी अपने बच्चो के साथ बिता रहा था /
मैं यह देख रहा था कि एक बुजुर्ग अपने पोते-पोतियों के साथ बैठकर प्यार भरी बातें कर रहे थे ,उन्हें देखकर मैं सोच रहा था कि उसी तरह मैं भी किसी दिन अपने बुढ़ापे में इसी तरह किसी पार्क में बैठकर बुढ़ापे के मजे लूँगा /
उस समय मेरे दिल से दुआएँ निकल रही थी की काश उम्र के हर पड़ाव पर इसी तरह के SUPER SUNDAY हर आदमी की किस्मत में हो /

यह सोचते-सोचते मैं झील किनारे पहुँच चुका था ,और ऊपर-नीचे आगे-पीछे होते हुए पानी को निहार रहा था / लहरें एक छोर से दूसरे छोर पर जा रही थी / एक लहर ख़त्म ..तो दूसरी लहर आ जाती थी / ये लहरें मुझे समय का अहसास दिला रही थी / जिस तरह लगातार बहता हुआ पानी स्वच्छ बना रहता है .उसी तरह समय भी गतिशील है और निरंतर बदलता रहता है / कभी ख़ुशी तो कभी गम आते रहते है ..ये जीवन का हिस्सा है और हमें घबराना नहीं चाहिये /

अब धीरे-धीरे सूर्य अस्त हो चुका था / प्राकृतिक उजाला ख़त्म हो चुका था / आसमान में तारे टिमटिमा रहे थे ,किन्तु पार्क में अब भी रोशनी थी / प्राकृतिक रोशनी की जगह अब अप्राकृतिक बल्बों ने ले ली थी / बच्चे , बूढ़े ,बच्चो के पिता ...सभी लोग अपने अपने घर वापिस जा रहे थे / अब मैं सिर्फ और सिर्फ वर्तमान में आ चुका था / पेड़ भी शांत हो चुके थे / झील किनारे सड़क पर बने फुटपाथ से मैं वापिस अपने घर जा ही रहा था ....तभी मैंने देखा ...जैसे जैसे रात गहराती जा रही थी , वैसे वैसे फुटपाथ पर अँधेरा बढ़ते जा रहा था , लेकिन बहुत से लोग बड़ी-बड़ी कारों से , कॉलेज के कई युवा लड़के बाइक से झील किनारे बने फुटपाथ के पास आराम से रुक रहे थे और अपने दोस्तों के साथ शराब और सिगरेट पी रहे थे और काफी जोर जोर से चिल्लाते हुए मजे ले रहे थे /

लेकिन झील का पानी अब भी आराम से बह रहा था ......हमेशा की तरह............

innocency, purity in childhood.......

one evening.....i was coming to home from market....

i was just crossing last street before my house.....

in that street there were few boys and girl.....of age around 10 year....

they were playing ....some typical childish game......

like.......ask someone to choose one alphabet out of three....( M,C,L )...

and then do some task accordingly.......

from below you can see that how free minded and innocent children are.....
i was just crossing them...suddenly one girl out of those....stop me...and order me to do something for her( and her friends)...without even asking....whether i am interested in their game or not....
GIRL:- " bhaiya !!!! ruko .....1 minute aao......"
( i went to her to know why she call me " )
GIRL:- " aapko M,C, or, L me se 1 letter choose kerna hai.....karo.....and jaldi batao...."
( i thought for a while...and guessed that it was their a childish game...... i joined their game to make them enjoy.....and said...."
ME:- " ok !!!!! maine M letter choose kiya hai ....."
GIRL:- " M ?????????...OKKKKKKKKK !!!!!!!!!!!!........( she orderd me )....ab aap thoda neeche jhuko......."
( i just bend my myself down ....as per her order....)
( suddnly she came to me and hit my back with her hand.......and said ....)
GIRL:- " ye lo mukka........ M for Mukka.......hahahahahhaahahahhaaha.....!!!!!!!!!!!! )
( by doing such ......she ...along with her friends .....enjoy a lot ...that they really make me fool....and they feel like ......they have won something big.....)
( i just surprised by her act....because.....vo mujhe jaanti bhi nahi thi but....kis tarah usne raste chalte hue 1 ladke ko bulaya....game khela...and pure adhikar ke sath....MUKKA bhi mara... really how innoccent childhood is .....!!!!!!!! " )
( then i asked few more to her.......)
ME:- " accha ager mai ....... C letter choose karu to ??????? )
( she reacted on "C"...as fast as if she was waiting for that.....and quickly.....she slapped on my face....with her small hand....and said....)
GIRL:- " C for CHATA............hahhahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahaha !!!!!!!!!!!!! "
( this time those children laugh so laud...and enjoy too much ...even better than previous one...)
( this time i too enjoyed even after getting that SLAP....
there is nothing is greater than smile of children in this world......for me )
nida faazli ji ne kaha hai....." mandir-maszid door hai......to kyun na ... yu kare ....kisi bachhe ko hasaya jaye."
( now ......although i guess the meaning of remaining letter L ( which is for LAAT )....but i asked her meaning of last....)
ME:- " M and C....to ho gaya ....but vo L kis liye hai ????? "
( she come forward to hit me on my knee by her leg.....and shout " L for LAAT .........)
( but this time .....i jumped.....high enough...to save me by her leg-attack....and i did..)
( this time she surprised by me ......but although she enjoyed this time also.....and laugh in her own style.......hahahahahahaha.............and said........)
GIRL:- " va bhaiya ......!!!!!! maza aa gaya....."
( i too gave her smile.....!!!!!!! now i just asked some more to her.....)
ME:- " bolo....B ya T......???? ")
( these two words are not in their dictionary of that game .....they were confused....they said...)
GIRL:- " hume nahi pata........aap hi bata do....."
( then i said....)
ME:- ( " B for Bye Bye !!!!!!!!!!!!!! and T for Tata !!!!!!!!!!!!!")
( B for Bye ...and T for Tata.....sunne ke baad unhone kaha.....
BHAIYA !!!!!!!! AAP TO BADE MAJEDAAR HO.....)
( i just said those words and came back to my home......)


i really enjoyed that instance.......because in this world where people do not trust other people...especially on some one who is unknown and going through the road ....
but at the same time...these children are really unaware of life...its problems and it evilness....
i really like the way....she orderd me ( an unknown who was going through road..) to play game with her.....and SLAP on my BACK and on FACE....without hesitation.....
it was really heart-touching....

these kind of small incidences does not make any big difference in our life......
but some how.....gives little smile on face......and satisfaction ....relief........
thats what i felt....or any one feels in daily life.........

LIFE IS UNDEFINED....

life.....
what is life....
explain life.....
define life.....
all-most all of us face this question in our life...
may be in some serious talk....
may be in ur friends slam-book....
or may be at any other place....

but the point is that..what is its correct answer....

some people define it.....softly....
some define it.....so hard.....
some define it...with making its comarison with other thing.....
some define....in single word.....
some define in....endless speech....
some define it positively...
some define it negatively...
actually different people define the life in their own different way....
its all depend upon the fact that...how they behave to life....and how life behave to them...
if lots goods happen in their life..their definition would be positive......
if tragedies and bads happen in their life...they define life accordingly....

moreover i think.....
the same person ..may define it differently...at his different stages of life.....
because life is not same always.....
sometimes people helped by others.....sometimes he goted cheated.....
sometimes he dont get thing..he want to.....sometimes he got things unexpectedly
somtimes he smile......somtimes he cries.....
sometimes people want some piece.....sometimes want some excitments....party....

so any one can't give a proper definition(which shoudnt change with time) about life.........
even his own.....
so how could any one can define life....for others....

so we can say that...
if we want to find-out the universal defintion of life......
then i must say....
LIFE IS UNDEFINED....