'Compassion'

It was a shivery night of the first week of december and the time was around 10:00 pm. I was sitting in my room,engulfed in blanket and preparing for my exam next day.I was bit tensed about the syllabus and was cursing myself for not being prepared for the exam.But it was not my fault completely 'coz it was hard to prepare for exams after the office timings as i barely get time for anything except gym.Though i sacrificed my gym regime for the exams for complete 2 weeks,but that time wasn't enough to make up in all subjects,so this was the reason of vexation. Along with that i was continuously being humiliated by a dog who was groaning outside from last 1 hour. I don't know what was his problem but he was acting as a matter of fuss at that time.The incomplete syllabus and on top of that perturbation caused by the dog.Intermittently i was thinking that dog might be groaning due to the cold but i was opposing this inner appeal with the alternate thought that dogs are naturally furred enough to save themselves from cold.Many times it came into my mind that i should go and look out what's the problem with him,but the intense cold and thought of wastage of time(every second was worthful at that time) was stopping me from doing this.
             But ultimately my patience refused to respond further and level of irritation raised beyond the danger level.I decided that i would provide him with some unused jute cloth available in my store room to make a cozy bed for him to lay down,may be that would make him silent for the rest of the night. Well first i rushed to balcony and tried to detect the location of that dog where was he actually. Though street-lights were ON,but the Flora in the region was restricting my visibility.But i had a rough guess about the dog's position from the direction of his cries. Suddenly i had a glance of him , he was in the enclosed parking area in front of the flats down the street. He was running to and fro and pushing each gate with his fore leg.I don't know how but he was stuck in that parking area.I was certain that he wanna come out of that temporary jail.
            Suddenly,my mind reacted lightening fast and i recalled that there was a bitch that had given birth to some puppies just behind our backyard wall. "OH GOSH !! She may b that bitch", i uttered.
           I ran down the street and as i got closer i saw that she was really the same bitch.She was looking at me,her eyes were filled with curiosity and hope.It was clear from her ungratified movements that she was urging to rush her children as soon as possible becoz they must be alone and hungry.
           Now i came to know why she was continuously groaning,crying and screaming.I was able to understand her agony.Without giving a second thought i unlocked the door of the parking gate and opened it for her and she ran dementedly like someone runs to save his/her own life.Actually those puppies were more than life to her.
           This incident made me think that for God each creature is like his own tot 'coz there's one thing he has gifted everyone with and that is 'Compassion'.I was looking at her,while these thoughts were actuating in my mind,until she disappeared behind the boundary wall of the street and headed towards her children.I was feeling a bit guilty for not reacting to her cries earlier.But nevertheless she was home now.
           I came back to my room and was happy and proud because i made a separated mother to meet her children.This proud feeling,from deep inside me,evaporated my tension for the exam.Though this insouciance didn't last prominently for a long and i was slogging till late night but finally did well in the Exam.
        
 

Zindagi

Tere har pehlu ki kya baat karu
Zindagi tu har baar kuchh naya dikhlati hai,

ik waqt pe to 7va aasmaan chhoo leta hu
ik waqt sharir se rooh nikal jaati hai,

Tere in rasto pe chalna hai mushkil
par namumkin nahi itna bhi tu sikhaati hai,

gham k saaye me palta hoon kabhi
kabhi khushiiyon ki roshni se rubroo karaati hai,

Tu Zindagi hai ya koi baazigar hai
Har baar koi nya kartab le k aati hai,

Kehne ko to har baazi teri hoti hai
par sare khel tu humse karvati hai,

Umr bhar tujhse jitne ki koshish me
baki har mauj pichhe chhoot jati hai,

tujhko haraakar bhi tera sath nahi rehta har dum,
aakhir maut hi humko aakar gale lagaati hai.

A visit to Jalianwala baag....

I congratulate you all on Independence day and along with that i tap my back on starting blogging again. It's been a complete 1 year i've written any blog. Now a fresh and strenuous restart. So wish me luck.

Well 2 days ago i didn't had any special plan for I-Day.But then one day before it,dramatically,i came under a plan to visit Golden temple with my friends.So i decided in my mind that i will also visit Jalianwala baag too.So finally today i was there to visit it. I found Golden Temple more fabulous than i had heard and seen it on TV etc. It was a complete celestial feeling. just Supernal.

Then after hunching at Holy 'Darbaar Sahib' i went to Jalianwala baag. I visited the historical "Martyr's Well". Then i also saw the bullet marks on some walls, those marks were spotlit with the square marks around them.

I was immensely moved by those views. There were also some boards written info on,regarding all the things happened there on 13 april,1919 when lots of innocent people were killed there. i was pretty much normal before that, but after watching all those places and bullet marks on the walls,I was having mixed feeling of bereavement about the martyrs and rage against British Govt. that how can they do this to thousands of innocents like this.

Well i have read all these stories in the books and i already knew about the whole incident, but watching those memorabilias and that whole place,where masssacre took place,with my own eyes was prominently overwhelming my mind.

However i recovered from that petite trauma soon later on.

But while returning home i was having a feel good factor in my mind that i visited such a great place on the Independence day. I was considering my trip as Tribute to thousands of Martyrs who achieved martyrdom for the freedom of their Country. No other venture could have delighted me so much on the I-day.

This felicity inspired me to write about it on my blog and here i am with my thoughts to share it with you. Hope u enjoyed a virtual flyspeck visit to Amritsar. Happy Independence Day to all once again.