Hi,
Today, as I leave Pune for the second time. There is very less left to loose.
When I started my journey, I had a nothing, this nothing was then nurtured into a blank that attracted a way of life. a way of life- I call as ‘A day’
Today, as I leave the city, that blank has changed into a vaccum, a state that is crushing me into myself. I don’t know what it will build. I have become a lot silent, when I am alone- and a lot more talkative when I am having company.
Today, as I leave the city to a new land, where I know none, where none knows me, I wonder not what will become of me. that scares me, but the scare emboldens me. For I wish to know, wish to feel what every person here in this country feels and knows. The life they talk of not but live.
To the poeple of Pune, a would beg again, please care for the city.
Care for the river, and I say it not to the PMC but to the people, care for the river. She is in a destute condition, government can clean it but people are the one who have to stop polluting it. She serves that is her duty but then it is ours duty too to alleast not to repay her favours with filth and chemicals.
And care for the trees, indian philosophy preaches us- every person should plant a tree atleast once in five years. and it works. The city that has made lakhs of people proud, the lovely atmosphere, the lovely-light hearted people, the culture, they are not child of the concrete but of the atmosphere we enjoy here.
and that once destroyed, once replaced by the heartless concrete, will not return again.
and care for the children, they are the future, what you teach them- will decide the future of city.
I wish not to talk of details, because they are irrelevent without a proper base and the details change with time. and I can’t predict them.
what I can predict is the new journey that I take will be another of lords blessings. what It will bring will also be lord’s blessing.
May the Gods keep on blessing the city of Pune.
yours’ truely,
Apurva
with love and sunshines.
Hi,
life teaches me; i have tried, a good lot, to learn from people from them who are termed teachers, yet I return empty handed. everytime, i am called a failure, everytime I fail, I fall and am discredited. but then again, life comes up, faces me teaches me, i don’t measure the cost of it, but it teaches and i realize i ain’t a failure, I fall but then I know i ain’t a failure, it is just the way life is.
Yeah! I haven’t written since a long time, it reflects in my smile, it reflects in my eyes. there are a whole lot of things that I haven’t done since a long time. but each time spent like this, like- as if I am waiting for everything to end. I generate respect for them people, them who are all around me, you know the one I am talking about, the people who travel in buses or may be travel in nothing, just walk.
Yes, i don’t know what else did I learn, what else am I learning these days. but one thing is ceatain, I am gerenating a lot of respect inside of me, respect for all that is around me, respect for them who are called as - the common people. It ain’t tough to give up, it ain’t tough to take it up; but the way they live, survive and still smile, but still dance and but still cultivate a culture, a life, a living.
I am sorry, If I can’t give you people too much these days, I am sorry if I can’t write as I used to do, or take care of things that I once used to do. I am sorry, If I ain’t not the way, i was expected to be, but I am thank ful that I am able to be among you all and i am thankful that you people give me a chance to understand you, give me a chance to smile with you. and i respect you all for that. and I thank you and I thank my lord for that.
Thank you,
Apurva
When you can find no reason
come over to me,
i shall tell thee,
stories,
of people and them motivations
of acts done, when none
no reason,
no season or neighbour,
agreed,
said- no, it can’t be.
but they did.
And moved on.
of history and battles,
of peaceful marches, (in our case)
when none stood,
but them who were none, unknown,
and unknown they went.
of incidents, that changed the world.
when you can find no reason
come to me.
I shall tell thee,
stories.
stories, yes; that is what remains,
Hi,
Finally got some energy. Believe it or not, i am typing from a computer terminal after several months. It feels awkward- wha to talk about? what to share? The country is undergoing change, if you are feeling scared, don’t worry, even I am scared, everybody is. You may be more scared- You got families to care for. I am scared because I am aware of the change. But don’t worry
“Even it shall pass”.
Living as a common man is an experience in itself. It is ‘on duty 24 hours’. Deeper i sink into the shoes of a common man- more i respect them all. No longer do I blame them for not paying attention, No longer can I say - they are careless. They are brave people, women they are gallent.
More then that, my anger towards the educated, previlidged society is reducing. It is being replaced by horror. A group of people living in wonderland, like Alice. We are not worth critisism, but worth pity. Living in an wonderland, building a wonderland, acting blind folded. We don’t even know where we are headed with the horse collars.
Five months back, I had decided to retract- I said to myself, I done enough, now got to take care of my life. Then, I came across the works of Mr. P. Sainath. It blew me out of my shoes, I havn’t seen real poverty yet. Yes, africa is in bad condition, but our population isn’t doing any better either.
The job is not done. But the way ahead, I don’t know; This is eating me like a virus. I have grown weak now,
being a common man has this effect. But being one common man who has seen down the drain can drive you mad. Only Lord knows what I should be doing ahead. May be I need to find a teacher for myself.
God knows and in him I trust and thus I walk.
Yes! before I end this post..
Thank you to the Central government, J&K government & everybody else for considering to remove AFSPA from J&K. I know it is hard, but someday we all have to wake up. Someday we all have to understand people need to feel free, wings grow only when the bird feels free. Hard for the guards, but freedom is the only way out of the chakraview.
God Bless India
..Apurva
sharing smiles & loving on this Dussahara.
We are a land of faith n belief. may the lord strengthen our foundations.
may the lord be there & keep on helping people in Orissa.
may the lord help the people stranded in sikkim and help them rebuild their lives.
may lord help the new generation in J&K to frame a beautiful future for themselves &family.
may the lord help the tribals in our poor districts to find a way out of their misery.
help us too, O lord! the schooled people, to do the best we can.
hi,
Starting the journey in a bus filled with children; pushing, shouting is a joy in itself.
Today’s child is the tomorrow; especially, children of land; they are extension of the soul.
You wish a land to be self-fulfilled? Key is the youth.
How them are treated; what they experience designs our tomorrow.
The blank we are experiencing, the troubles we face today, are a result of how we were treated as children.
Security IS a must for survival. Kids are the survival.
it’s a thin line to walk
I was in good spirits yesterday, had bought a toy-a bumble bee. wrote a bit too, that was the day.
was feeling like a child, I love machines.
today morning-checked BBC:-15/09/11; 16:43 GMT ‘kashmir teenagers arrested over delhi bomb email’
both are school boys -studying in secondary school, with no past criminal records. you can all visit & read.
Does this rings an alarm? Children; Bapu called them future; Pandit Nehru loved them. What future are we blessing them with?
what future do you expect?
???
Hi,
When I said worthless; to degrade your honor was least of my objectives. You are a great pool of possibilities, best of minds, group of hard working people.
But don’t you all find it odd. Your answer to the question-any solutions? I am replied to-’We aren’t trained for this’.
True education, is about ability to think; about ability to generate, explore; go out! aren’t you tired of acting ‘robots’? You are tired of acting.
The issues we face today are simple, Just Wake Up.
Do you hear me?
Hi,
just read the news- another price hike; LPG has now moved above the budget of millions of people. Those whose monthly income is still 1000/-or less, sorry people!
This hike has proved, last one wasn’t the last. (policymakers please take a note)
Limit of 512 spaces; i can’t express much. But yes! one question- dear managers, faculties, colleges, IIM/Ts, you people call yourself wise, the best. Any solutions?
until you can solve such puzzles, you have no worth; ur paychecks, trophies-WORTHLESS.
HELLOies-WORTHLESS.
HELLO
what difference does it make,
cries a person on street,
mocks another in the car,
the shadows from jungle
silently walk away.
what difference does it make?
asks the school peon,
mocks a white collar drone,
the one with a plow
silently walks away.
what difference does it make?
asks a retired servant,
mocks another still in,
the one dusting streets
silently walks away.
but why not to give it a try?
sweat for a day?
when we need not to pay
for what is rightfully ours!
what difference does it make?
