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Mother, Independence and the Day of the awakening

Dawn 6
New Delhi

I haven’t written for past two days so that is my own vow broken. It needs to be kept any how. This is the key. It has to be maintained. Be it four lines. I should start understanding writing the most important and no less than breathing.

At last Atal Bihari Vajpayee left. I only know him through my father and a few friends from Lucknow who were used to get as excited as his name used to come out in discussions. And how else could it be? Father loved him like many fathers of many sons who must have taken their children to hear him speak.

Also I am seeing my mother who growing exponentially from within, wanting to do as much for the society as much for us, for her children. There is something more that she wants to do, not just for herself and at the same time gets acknowledged. That somehow you cannot take away from a person like her, an artist, and a worker for women, for the masses. Atalji’s death and how whole country rose gave her new found motivation.

Senior most leader under whom Party was founded. The BJP. What an era it must have been. What eyes he saw from and in what era. His words, sharp and straight. Soft but carried his sword dipped with words. If I ask where I must go then probably I must look at my mother. My character is her. She my hero.

Got very late while coming back today. I had been walking for an hour and thus
was on a look if anyone, whoever might come at this god forsaken time could give a lift. A guy who must have been drunk slowed down his bike and started abusing about how dare I asked a lift from him, U-turned and almost whisked past me trying to hit. It was strange that I could still smile at his behaviour, I was in no way fearful or thought I have to fight. But things can go worse. Somehow I was expecting him to come again poking me more but he fled. And the next biker dropped me near home.

 

More so this age is not for stories anymore. This age is for ideas. Stories have started getting boring. what is the difference. Even though I write it what will I get. I can write it. I am writing, see. As Digital guru said, the first step to attain total meditation is going above memory and imagination. I understand it. I am at that stage of my life where I can do and I can be anything in my life. But rather than becoming anything I only want to my body to be useful. There are things needed to be done before any big change happens. That I know. And to achieve that I need to do all those things that are needed to be done. I will come out of Social Media rut. Only telling important events is enough. Setting up this blog has been  one of the best decisions of life and that I start it this year.

Even in his leaving Atal ji left with such immense light that it must have awakened many sleeping bodies for few days at least .

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