…rang de basanti or dance basanti??

My dear pals I have been a bit too disturbed to be thinking about anything else other than, ‘PoK’, ‘ Uri Attacks’, ‘ 19 Martyrs, ‘Surgical Strike’. I am an extremely sensitive person. With age and experience I worked on it, so that it doesn’t really take over me… Like really???? Yes dude!!!!!! Anyway.

When I was an adolescent I used to watch these men clad in olive camouflage uniform, armed with weapons ( I am like haila!! ye asli hai?) on television. I see them only on news channels. See them in No Man’s Land, in jungle, in desert,in snow. And made me wonder do these men really exist???

Born and brought up in Bandra where we have grown up seeing celebrities, actors, actresses around. So I was sure they are just like us. Just that acting and glamour is their profession which makes them popular. Whereas, I see these men in uniform. I am like these men are not for real. I mean why would anyone on earth by choice, leave his family, friends, relatives, social life. Leave all the comfort of his home. Abandon just about everything. Also give away their lives. And that is their profession? Are you kidding me?

I wonder what makes them choose something like this. Why choose this? Choose to live every day as their last. I am sure their Dna not same like us. We civilians crib to stand for National Anthem, when played in cinema hall.. LOL! So as an adolescent and (obviously) till now and always they remain Super Heroes to me definitely the real ones, yet so unreal to me.

I came across this beautiful article on The Real Super Heroes and their not so ordinary life, dealing with ordinary emotion.

( Army Officer’s Wife On What It’s Like To Marry A Man Willing To Give Up His Life For The Country

https://www.scoopwhoop.com/What-Is-It-Like-To-Be-Married-To-An-Army-Man/#W.c4515bqft/?ref=WA )

Oh Yes! Dance basanti. Mera bachha haai!!! Dancing, Signing, Acting Reality Shows main participate karey. Mera Bachhaaaaaaaa!!!! Naam roshan karey. Make me also famous. Wow on teeee veeee. I and my bachha are stars. Mommy (daydreaming)…Ek do daily soaps. Jaise Balika Vadhu. Then hindi or regional movies. Actor ka tag lag jaaye. Shahrukh – Katrina bann jaaye. Life set!!!

How we get fooled by these so called Reality Shows fad. The shows dude seriously, only the channels and the judges earn a fortune. Leaving the participants and winners with temporary fame and a cheque of few dimes. I am not against it. But guys, especially to all the mothers, why can’t we teach our children about The Real Heroes ( we all are heroes to someone in someway..yo Bro! WE ARE!!!)

The Real Heroes are not who are acting. Those are actors, those are entertainers. The Real Heroes are on borders, in wars, who lay their lives for us. Who guard our motherland from enemies, without a single complain. So that we can sit in comfort of our homes peacefully and watch those entertainers on television.

Please dear all, especially mommies and youth learn, know, educate yourselves first about The Real Heroes. Then pass on the knowledge, show our children what it takes to be The Real Hero. Teach them to respect our flag, our National Anthem, our martyrs. Instill a feeling of pride and patriotism like any other emotion and values taught.

Teach them about Shaheed Bhagat Singh, Sukhdev, Rajguru, Vallabh bhai Patel. Many more magnificently historic freedom fighters. Like we teach about hare and the tortoise. As parents and guardians show our youth and children the way to become one of those Real Heroes. It’s absolutely their choice what path they choose to walk on. Least we can do is show them.

Mera Bharat Mahaan every single day ( not only on 26th January or 15th August) because of every single Real Super Hero from then to now.Let us remember them, thank them, celebrate their spirit, look up to them, take pride in their valour and salute their families every single day 🙌

Self Revolution…

The importance of knowing when to Stop!!!

It is equally important as a Start..

Start can be now, here,today. It’s any moment when you decide to ACT, that is a start.

But, when to STOP..how do we decide that? At least for a person like me.. Who is a fighter, hardcore optimist and believes strongly in goodness.

When do I Stop..

I…

Stop…when my voice falls on deaf ears

Stop…when my words are misunderstood

Stop…when my intentions are questioned

Stop…when my actions are judged

Stop…when my care is taken as disturbance

Stop..when my warmth is tagged as desperation

Stop…when my company is taken for granted

..and when I stop, I make sure it’s a stop and not a halt.

When you chose to say stop and have courage to act on it…is when you give a start to your being.

A staunch stop is directly proportional to the value you give to yourself.

Draw a line as to who gets to touch your being. Be choosy. Give in only to those worth your intensity and your genuineness. For you are rare. Not all deserve exclusivity.

Maintain distance for who are not your tribe..

We all are beautiful in our own way..respect all:)

Never ever forget….

NO ONE IS YOU AND THAT IS YOUR POWER!!!

P.S.

Specially to youth readers… know when to stop when it’s an emotionally abusive relationship or drugs or alcohol or watching porn.

But be relentless when it’s your goals, aspirations, adding value and soul to your being.

Note of Gratitude to My Reader Friends:)

Hello my dear reader friends.How are you guys doing? Me doing super. I feel glad and proud that I have made successful 10 posts, taa daa in span of 11months (which is an achievement for me guys). Woo hoo!! Thank you soooooo much for your time and support,it is encouraging. 


Thank you to all my friends who helped me in one way or the other, sometimes being my editor ,at times answering my questions, helping me get better. Bas ab ro padungee, ittee khusheeeeeeee.LOL.


NOTE SPECIALLY TO MY FEMALE READERS-

I have this suggestion wherein  I  want your help, guidance , views,  thoughts to start this monthly series blog titled BEHNA ( sister) BLOGS. Wherein we talk just about anything and everything that matters to us. Just about whatever on earth. We can talk from anything  dead serious to just about any nonsense.

like-

* Why is that men are called ‘male chauvinist pigs’?

*Why women are so obsessed with how they are looking?

*Why is that ‘ek aurat hee dusri aurat ki dushman hoti hai’ ( one woman is the enemy of another woman)?

*Why is the percentage of women so less in military in India?

*How the hell does nagin ( television series in India) get highest TRPs?

*Why is that recently senseless lyrics sell in Indian cinema?


Behna Chup Na Rehna ( sisters don’t stay quiet)!

Just flood in with questions, suggestions, discussions. Damn with every worry, judgments ,repercussions. Just pen down whatever!


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