हम आज की आवाज हैं


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हम वो हैं जो कभी पदमावती के नाम पे,
स्कूली बच्जों के बसों पर पत्थर मारते हैं।
और हम वो भी हैं जो सौ रूपये कि खातिर,
भ्रष्ट नेताओं के संग मुल्क बेचते हैं।
कोई हमे वामपंथी कहता तो कोई कहे फासीवाद है,
हाँ!शायद हम आज की ही आवाज़ हैं।

हमने ही घाटीयों मे पंडितों को मारा था,
और हमने ही रेलगाड़ी के डिब्बे जलाये थे।
फिर हमारे जटावों से गंगा निकली,
और हमारे भुजाओं से ही कत्लेआम मचा।
कोई कहता कट्टरपंथ है तो कोई कहे राष्ट्रवाद है,
हाँ!शायद हम आज की ही आवाज़ हैं।

हमने ही कभी आदीवासीयों को बेघर कर दिया,
फिर हम ही नकसल बनकर बनदूकें चलाई।
पर जाने मुल्क के किस मुहब्बत ने,
हमे उन शहीदों के मजार पे पहुंचा दिया।
जिनकी शहादत के हम आज भी कर्जदार हैं,
हाँ! हम उन शहीदों की भी एक आवाज हैं।

द्वारा : निलेश रंजन

Imported democracy of West Bengal!!


Yesterday, I woke up with a kind of news that deserves a special place in the history of republic India. A famous actor Ferdous Ahmed from Bangladesh was seen campaigning for TMC’s Raiganj Lok Sabha candidate Kanhaiya Lal Agarwal in North Dinajpur district along with Chief Minister of West Bengal Mamta Banerjee. I don’t know whether it is a violation of model code of conduct by election commission or not like BJP leaders are shouting during their campaign, but certainly the lady has got the guts to challenge every democratic system that prevails in India.

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Few months back, she got CBI team in scuffle with local police administration and that was also an unprecedented event in itself. It has never happened before. Even Narendra Modi had to face inquiry by central agencies during his tenure as the Chief Minister of Gujrat, but there is no such record of those officers being harassed by state police. The situation deteriorated to an extent where Supreme Court of India had to do the mediation between CBI and Mamta Banerjee. So, basically she germinated a new sort of power play in politics which should not be ignored because on a similar trend Chandrababu Naidu stopped CBI to enter his state Andhra Pradesh seeking inspiration from her. How infectious and difficult it could be?

Not more than five days ago, supreme court had to say that something terribly wrong is going on in West Bengal after some custom officials were reportedly harassed by TMC’s goons on the instructions of Mamta Banerjee because they were checking the luggage of wife of a TMC MP Abhishek Banerjee(who is also nephew of Mamta Banerjee). The supreme court has also mentioned “We cannot ignore what is going on in West Bengal. If required we can ourselves take suo motu cognizance of the events and get to the bottom of the issue”. It appears like Mamta Banerjee has setup a kind of infrastructure of impunity for herself in Bengal, but how long such a thing can last in democracy.

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If we go by the media report then it is quite evident that apart from Prime Minister Modi there are very few leaders from BJP or Congress(any party which is not in alliance with Didi) who can be certain about the permissions to land their choppers in West Bengal for any public meeting. Many leaders has been denied entry through air route in Bengal. Yogi Adityanath and Rahul Gandhi are few names in that list. On top of it she has the modesty to say,”Nation is in extreme danger due to fascist powers like BJP and I will not allow them to destroy the constitution of India”. I truly salute her for the kind of confidence she displays after all the demonic acts of her in public. She has taken a vow to protect the democracy of India :-). Isn’t that funny? It is like predators in jungle are promising security to preys.

If I quote both the television and print media all together then it won’t be wrong to say that normal residents of West Bengal are even scared of casting their votes as there are serious threats to their lives if anyone of them are found voting against TMC. Such a terror cannot even be seen in Pakistan these days. All the election workers have threatened to boycott the election duties if central forces are not deployed during the elections in Bengal. Somehow, election commission has shown the much required spine to transfer all the loyalist police officers of Mamta Banerjee, to which she is again foul crying and making the baseless allegations like EC has taken such actions in order to appease Narendra Modi.

I personally feel that Mamta Banerjee should be applauded for achieving things which even left parties were not able to achieve during their prolonged governance in the state for around 30 years. They were never been able to instill that kind of fear among the common mango people. But, end of the day they are reaping what they sowed during their rule. It was communist party of India, which made the elections as bloody game in West Bengal and as a result all the political workers in the state are turning into zombies. Currently, most of the goons of TMC are having strong background of serving as party cadre of CPI before. They cannot stay without the support of ruling government and government cannot run without those goons.

I wish someday Mamta Banerjee meets the fate she deserves for ruining the spirit of democracy by calling Bangladeshi actors to lure the illegal migrants in Bengal. I wish someday she is haunted by the ghosts of all those innocent people, who were slaughtered by her goons in an effort to terrorize any remaining soul who dare to speak against her. It is my personal request to every voters of West Bengal to vote against her or anyone associated to her to set the toughest example in the history of Indian democracy, so that no such blood thirsty politician should even think of taking birth on our holy lands again. Jai Hind Jai Bharat!!

By: Nileshh Ranjan

 

Why Kanhaiya Kumar is required in Indian Politics?


I know I am going to touch a burning issue this time, but would like to request all my readers not to jump to any such conclusions which make me look like supporter of left ideology. I personally feel that we need to debate all the necessary ideologies and the associated challenges and threats it imposes to a healthy democracy. We should also not overlook the opportunities that comes with any political believe.

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Right from the beginning of the official declaration of 2019 general elections in India, a major segment of media can be seen harboring aroung Begusarai district of Bihar. And the reason is well known to everyone that Kanhaiya Kumar has been fielded as CPI (Communist Party of India) candidate from that loksabha constituency. Kanhaiya has been a prominent face of student politics and got the glamour due to seer interference of BJP government inside JNU premises in 2016.

By doing so they stirred a political force that went beyond the control of BJP government. This nation has got a rich  history of such imprudence by students, which was quite evident during the JP movement against Indira Gandhi in 70s. Even the iron lady like Indira Gandhi had to bow down in front of such forces. Narendra Modi, Nitish Kumar , Lalu Yadav ,etc. are living examples of that movement. I am not talking about the ideological disarray here, but we cannot rule out the fact that Kanhaiyya is doing exactly what those politicians of yesterday were doing during the era of emergency against Congress rule. He is trying to make his voice of dissent heard with greater energy and now has become one of the prominent faces of opposition against BJP.

Personally, I am against any left or communist ideologies because I have seen the kind of governance they have provided in states like West Bengal and Kerala. That ideology particularly talks about the social equality and harmony, but the kind of political murders or violence often seen on the streets of Kerala or West Bengal mocks the ideology to the core. So, association of Kanhaiya to such an ideology is a joke in itself. Undoubtedly, he is an excellent orator and all his questions related to the political discourse are valid, but what identity he was able to create for himself. A major segment in this country strongly believes that he is traitor after he was found celebrating death anniversary of a terrorist named Afzal Guru, who was guilty of planning the attack on the parliament.

That is where Kanhaiya is absolutely wrong!! He is free to continue to his faith that freedom of speech gives him the authority to design a poster which says “The country without a post office”(Originally written in context of Kashmir) or supporting slogans like “Bharat tere tukde honge, Insha allah insha allah”, but nation doesn’t function like that. If he strongly believes that Afzal Guru was not a terrorist and the attack on parliament was just a way to raise the voice of dissent then he should also be ready not be consider people like Nathu Ram Godse as murderer because he also shot at Mahatma Gandhi because of ideological differences. So, basically Kanhaiya is nothing but a byproduct of hypocrisy and communism, who himself is not sure about his future in Indian politics specially by walking the roads of CPI.

And that is very unfortunate for this nation because we need people like Kanhaiya to maintain the political balance in this country, who can raise the unheard voice of people from poor, marginalized  and suppressed segment of the society. But, not on the cost of nation and the sovereignty of it. I would like to conclude by wishing Kanhaiya all the best for upcoming elections.

By: Nileshh Ranjan

 

Leniency of being a Hindu during upcoming elections!!


Looks like election is overhead as the vulture journalists like Ravish Kumar, Rajdeep Sardesayi are back to devilish business of manipulating the voters with their venomous articles and narratives particularly against Narendra Modi or in short against everyone who doesn’t align with their personal benefit. Congress is back with the list of unimplementable promises and pro-Pakistan agendas.

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Am I talking like a freaking Hindu fanatics, just because I am against the idiotic electoral promises of congress? Well, I guess that;s exactly what I intend to do here, because we have suffered a lot for being a lenient Hindu all this time. We as a nation have had enough of congress in true sense. I will not go back to Nehru or Indira’s era like BJP leaders because it actually doesn’t make difference to me. My political awareness started from the general elections of 1996, when Late Shri Atal Bihari Vajpayee was struggling to provided a stable alternative of a non-congress government to this nation and Congress did every possible bid to devastate it.

Couple of days back I was watching interviews of many political and non-political personalities. And to my surprise for the very first time I saw Sadhvi Pragya Singh Thakur being called on the stage by anchor. I genuinely do not prefer to watch anything related to people wearing saffron robes. But, somehow I was not able to resist myself from watching her interview which lasted for say around 30 minutes. I was aware of her background that she was a leader of ABVP and then became a Sannyasi. I also knew that she was named as one of the prime accused in Malegaon bomb blast by Congress government and stayed around a decade behind the bars before being acquitted by NIA court recently.

But, what I did not know was something that shocked me to the core. During her conversation with anchor, she mentioned about the dark phase of her life when she was brutally tortured by interrogating officers during 23 days of her interrogation under Police custody. She did mention about a familiar name Late Shri Hemant Karkare, who achieved martyrdom during terrorist attack on Mumbai in 2008, was most ruthless among all the torturers. After watching her interview I felt that even if half of all what she was saying is true then I really wonder about her being alive and active.

So, what actually congress was trying to achieve by targeting people like Pragya Singh Thakur. They came up with a concept of Bhagwa Atankwad(Hindu Terrorism) and did their level best to prove that such a thing exists in India to prove their secular credentials to minority communities without even knowing that someday it will backfire all of them up to an extent where top leaders of Congress party will found to be begging at different temples of India,so that public should start considering them as Hindus. The worst thing is that no-one still knows about the real culprits of Malegaon blast. Someone has truly mentioned that Karma is indeed a bitch!!

I personally believe that Congress party is surviving only because a major population of India is still struggling to cope up with the basic necessities of life and so even a small announcements like loan waiver or freebies force them to vote parties like Congress. Hunger can make you vote anyone or can make you adopt any religion or ideology like it was mentioned in one of a boring Hindi cinema “Ye bhookh ki maari janta hai, 2 roti ka vaada kar doa fir ye kisi bhi rang ka jhanda utha legi”. But, there is one mysterious thing that I have observed in all the media coverage from last 10 days that public is not showing the kind of enthusiasm they were showing in 2014.

One important reason could be the anti-incumbency factor in 2014 against Congress party or may be public don’t want to open up in front of media due to the kind of conduct media has shown in last five years. Yes, I am talking about the kind of division media has done in itself like associating themselves to BJP or non-BJP camps, which is not at all a good symbol for democracy.

Now, to summarize it constructively I would like to request my fellow citizens to follow Hinduism like it has been mentioned in Shrimad Bhagwat Geeta in its raw format, which largely talks about the Karma(your duties) and Dharma(being righteous). So, during elections please vote as a good citizen because that is your duty towards the nation and choose your representatives wisely(without caring about his caste, race and religion) because that is what takes the nation on the path of righteousness.

By: Nilesh Ranjan

 

 

 

Curse of a motherland!!


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Somewhere between the years 2012 to 2014, I had my stay in Chicago due to my work at Sears Holdings Corporation. I had my time over there with series of experiences and one of them was with fellow Indians who felt joy by saying bad things about their motherland among the colleagues from different nations. I still do not find a convincing reason for them to do something mean like that. May be they always felt ashamed of their motherland and were looking for an opportunity to disgrace it and going to countries like America, UK or Australia provided them the platform they needed. At the same time I did not find a single American,European or even Pakistanis doing the same against their nations. Literally none. It was done only by Indians which was insane.

It was fine till the time none of those criticizers of India were my friends, but gradually I found one such friend infected with similar kind of disease. Last to last year he shifted to Australia and started to malign this country from there itself. Recently, he stirred a debate going one step ahead by trending a campaign to rename India as ‘Nautankistaan’. He even requested me to sign the petition, which I did to protect his democratic rights. I did so because in this country I saw an entire set of intellectual left activists, lawyers ad journalists protecting the democratic rights of some university students who termed India as a nation without postal address.

Surprisingly, when some of my friends tried to reason with the one who felt that staying in India is like staying inside the sewage then I heard him saying that motherland is nothing other than a piece of land and all of us were getting unnecessarily emotional about it. Ironically, same friend of mine came down to India last year to avail cheaper dental treatment. My question will remain to such people that why do they need to come down to sewage to have medical treatments because doctors produced out of a sewage can no how be better than the one who practices in US or Australia?

Going to a different city, state or country for better opportunities are perfectly fine to have better professional exposure and earning, but why do you have to disgrace your native country? What exactly a person can achieve by doing something like that? For me they are no way better than Syed Ali Shah Geelani of Hurriyat Conference in Kashmir who praise Pakistan to get financial aid to run his shop and uses India passport to enjoy his vacations abroad. I will not term such friends of mine as traitors  rather it should be a bunch of opportunists who can sell anyone or anything to buy their future. I won’t hesitate to say that our motherland looks like cursed to have such people taking birth on her soil.

By: Nilesh Ranjan

 

 

My first blind date with life!!


December, 2011, I was not doing well at any front of life with anything. It can be termed as a kind of rough phase of life when even things known to you for a long time suddenly started appearing to be unknown and strange. So, I decided to run away like I always did in that part of my life without thinking much about after effect of such an approach towards life.

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At 2 0 clock early in the morning, I started my bike and simply hit the road taking the first exit to Nagar Road which was around 3 Km from my residence. Due to almost zero traffic, I quickly reached to Pune- Mumbai highway and my first stop to have a cup of tea was at Satara. All this time I failed to realize that I drove for almost 5 hours without taking a break. What was wrong with me? Was I being possessed by some kind of ghost or whether I was out of my mind? Nevertheless, it was a blissful morning and the surroundings was perfected due to sheer presence of windmills, in fact a lot of them. I bet nothing could be more charming than a place like that to have a cup of tea.

Even at that moment of time I was not sure where I was heading to. Left part of my brain was compelling me to return back to Pune from there itself and the right was insisting on taking the road to Goa. I swear to god that till the last sip of tea I had no answer to my own questions. Anyways, I thanked the tea shop owner for that wonderful cup of tea and the unmatched freshness of it. I started my Royal En-field in the direction which shown Goa over the green board.

Because of winter, sun appeared little friendly and sunlight made it like a blessing all the way. Around 11 0 clock, I felt like all my bones were cursing me to make them starve for more than 15 hours. So, I decided to have some meal at a small rustic line hotel. The freshness of tea was still there and I was in no mood to ruin the feel of it by swallowing any other form of food, but my body was not supporting my spirit. I managed to make myself comfortable at a corner on a dusty cot woven by coconut coir ropes. To my surprise it was way more comfortable than any of the couch I used so far even at any five star hotel. I got no idea when I actually fall asleep. When I finally woke up, my entire body was lurching on that poor cot. And a mid aged woman was standing there with a bottle of mineral water. She immediately passed it to me seeing me awake.

“How long had I been sleeping here?”, I said checking my cell phone for time.

“Almost 45 minutes.”, She replied in pure accent of Kolhapur. She then brought a small sheet of paper which I correctly guessed for being a menu card.

“You can give me anything which you find good. I am very hungry right now and got no strength left to make a choice.”

She instructed a teenager boy to get some kind of rice plate. And then she turned to me and asked, “Where are you coming from and where actually are you heading to?”

And that was something difficult to answer, but then she was waiting for me to say something. Finally I cooked up a story and said,”I am coming from Pune and going to meet a friend in Kolhapur.”

She did not seem to be convinced and went inside to check on another customer, who was shouting his lungs out for late arrival of food that he ordered. Lady went to calm him down and to my surprise his entire mood changed and he started flirting with her.

She came back to me after 10 minutes with a plate which had chapati, rice and some real spiced vegetable curries kept in it. She then said,”You better be knowing the place you are heading to . I suggest you visit the small Bhavani temple down the lane which is hardly 5 km from here.”

“What is so special about that temple?”, I still regret about asking that question.

“For you it is not going to be just a temple.”, I could see the flair in her eyes and that stopped me from asking any further questions to her. I quickly finished up my food and reached out to her for paying up for it. She took it and returned me the change.

I was in no mood to visit a temple at that hour of time. My body was tired and it was asking for a bed to spread upon, but somehow my bike automatically turned to that lane. It was a village road with lot of blind curves. From a distance I could see a small temple standing tall in between a stream of water. I parked my bike at a flower shop. A small girl insisted me to buy some flowers for deity. I bought some from her and also requested her to take care of my bag.

Before taking the first step on the stair case, I left my shoes. After climbing the final step, I realized that temple was actually surrounded by a kind of mysterious river with mild current of flow. One was supposed to cross that stream of water to reach the main door of temple. The priest over the main gate signaled me that water was just knee deep and so nothing to worry about. So, I did not bother to open my shirt and set my foot in water. The moment I reached in the middle of it, the level of water reached to my shoulders and I was struggling to keep my walking steady because of the current. I decided to swim across it to reach the temple, but thought of taking a dip first. So, I took off my shirt and threw it towards the stair case.

And there she was standing with her generous toothless smile beneath the water. Yes, I could easily recognize her. It was my grandmother who died almost a year ago in 2010. I took another dip and this time I saw the lady whom I met at the rusty hotel, the lady who asked me to visit the temple. She too smiled at me. Out of fear I immediately came out breathing heavily. But, then I decided to take a third plunge into the water defying the fear and that was the time I saw a young lady in yellow sari and black cardigan sweater. Her face was bright and was shining miraculously under the water and her smile was infectious.

I came out and started swimming towards the main door to worship the deity. The priest looked at me and I gave a smile to him because that was all I was left with. He laughed out loudly like he knew everything I experienced underwater. He marked my head with red and white vermilion and guided me towards the sanctum. No way it was an idol inside because it looked like a kind of living goddess was residing inside. It was shining golden from top to bottom with eyes closed.

“Why the eyes of deity are closed?”, I asked the priest.

He smiled and said,”No, its not closed. Go little closer and see again.”

I went little closer and looked again. Slowly, the pair of eyes started to open up and within seconds it was wide open and looked straight to me. This time I saw that only girl in my life whom I called “bitch” once out of anger after a heated argument some 5 years back. I fell down on my knees, sobbed inconsolably and begged for mercy and forgiveness.

“You are forgiven now Son”, said the priest from behind.

I turned to him with folded hands. He came closer to me and kept his hands over my forehead and enchanted some mantras in Sanskrit.

“Blessed is the one who gets to see the deity in her original form and blessed is the one who get a chance to realize their mistakes. Take a resolution today that you will not insult or humiliate any women in your life again.”

I did not say anything and started walking back towards the river. It was all dried up and there was not even a drop of water left. I reached at the shop where the little girl was holding my bag with utmost care. I gave her the money for the flowers I bought and said,”All the flowers got washed away in the river when I was taking the dip. I did not get the chance to offer it to goddess.”

“That is how goddess accept those flowers. Here is your bag.”

I gave 50 rupees to her before I started my bike and drove back to Pune. That was my first date with life and I still cherish every moment of it.

By: Nilesh Ranjan

Is happiness really a choice?


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Yesterday I was watching an offbeat Bollywood cinema “Tum Milo to Sahi” starred by acclaimed actors like Nana Patekar, Dimple Kapadia and Sunil Shetty. Film smoothly captured many quests that we Indians struggle with on day to day basis. The one which I liked personally was “Do we really need to compromise the happiness of present day for the sake of future?” . Answer lies within the question itself but let’s discuss it widely.

It happens very often that our personal ambition which initially starts with the very basic need of survival in a cut throat competition subsequently takes us away from all those small factors of joy that kept us charged up and motivated. Like I wanted to buy a branded watch for my father since the first day at my first job because I saw him managing with one that was gifted to him by his in laws during his marriage in 1980. I also wanted to buy a digital camera for my mother who always had an urge to capture the moments of happiness. Yes, I bought all of it which had place in my list and had my own moments with tiny sense of accomplishments.

When I talk to some of my friends from school time, college time and from different offices that I worked  then I find one thing very common. They all(mostly boys) cherish and remember the moments which are already gone years ago and had been well spent. They give reference to the time when none of us were well paid as per the standard of a metropolitan city, but still managed to embrace and support each other(of course sometimes under the influence of alcohol). So, why they are not happy now or does the  lack of smile and laughter has become new symbol of happiness or all the happiness got restricted up to facebook and whatsapp? I mean they all earn very well now and has been able conquer the things which were pending in their lists.

I decided to do some research over it and I came across some of the astonishing facts which are listed below:

  1. Most of them are always afraid of losing what they have earned(more importantly money).
  2. They have stopped exploring new pending items in their lists mostly because they feel they have already accomplished the important stuffs like car, home, etc.
  3. Parents are aged and so no more luxury of living a carefree life as most of the time they are down with some or other complexities.
  4. People specially working in IT sector feels that the technologies they are working are outdated and they will succumb to the changing dynamics of the market.

But,  none of the above mentioned points has anything to do with truth because it lies in the fact that all the pending items in our lists were related to our childhood dreams like falling in love with a beautiful girl, marrying the person we were in love with, having a drink in a premium resort beside the pool, taking parents for pilgrimage ,etc. And that is the reason behind the sudden vacuum created in our lives because we are done with all of it. We are not living any new dreams or in fact our mid age crisis has stopped us completely from dreaming any further. We have started living in fear about the future which obviously will take away the joy of present day.

Let me share some of the very precious experiences of my life. Like many parents in Bihar having girl child, my parents were also worried about the expenses they had to bear during my sister’s marriage(specially dowry part which can be termed as wedding gift for making it look like less complaining) as they had very low savings for it. And truly speaking they were worried about it years before she actually got married. Time came and everything got managed so effortlessly and she is well settled in her life. That was the time I realized that my parents actually wasted some of the very precious moments of happiness behind worrying about something which was well taken care in future. So, in short life takes care of it in its own way.

I personally feel worried to see pair of sad eyes on happy faces around me. Even during my engineering days I made friends for lifetime and lived my life with full zeal and enthusiasm. The only thing that I regret is foolishly getting attracted towards something which I misunderstood as love and secondly kept my head burning by constantly thinking about the education loan for my studies which got multiplied up to an amount three times of my first annual salary. That stress led to my failure in 12 consecutive interview during campus placement. Gradually in next few years after college I repaid all the loan amount to the bank with ease and I made a promise to myself that whatever happens I will not let any such factors drive me away from life which is meant to experience and observe the beauty that lies around all of us.

By: Nilesh Ranjan