Christmas Eve is a good time to restart which is left behind somewhere,expressing feelings through the blogs.Left behind not necessarily means they were forgotten,they were just preserved carefully,till a spark would re-ignite the flames of the desire to express.The Kolkata weather is foggy and a bit cold just like my heart,but it waits for a sunny day as well.EMBA Term 7 exams are just a day away and preparations are at all time low.But I am hopeful that tough situations are meant to overcome.I am also trying to be more active in Linkedin now,and one more group of Supply Chain Management is added today.My Baba,Shweta(My wife) and My little darling Ira is 250 kms away from me,and I am missing them as well.
Ending with this evergreen poem by Shivmangal Singh Suman

 

गति प्रबल पैरों में भरी

फिर क्यों रहूँ दर दर खड़ा

जब आज मेरे सामने

है रास्ता इतना पड़ा

जब तक न मंज़िल पा सकूँ,

तब तक मुझे न विराम है, चलना हमारा काम है।

कुछ कह लिया, कुछ सुन लिया

कुछ बोझ अपना बँट गया

अच्छा हुआ, तुम मिल गईं

कुछ रास्ता ही कट गया

क्या राह में परिचय कहूँ, राही हमारा नाम है,

चलना हमारा काम है।

INDIA vs INDIA

I am not writing this blog to show what a big fan,i am of Prakash jha:in fact I have admired some of his films but not to an exceptional manner.

I write this since I am bewildered at the manner in which the Indian State has joined the league of pressure groups in this country which operate on muscle power to tell us what we can or cannot see. The UP government has "banned"if I can define this correctly; the release of Aarakshan; the other governments of Punjab and Andhra have followed suit and I am not so sure other state governments will not follow suite to this viral banning craze.Now if this goes on,each film maker will have to screen his film to 30 state governments before the authorised "Film Certification Board of India"!

My thought of writing against this came much before all this,at first when Mayavati decided to rule her magic wand to decide what the members of her state is authorised to see,I did not as many would apprehend that my surname is provocating me to write this.

But right now, I think I’ll risk that. Because what we are seeing right now, with the Maya regime leading the way, is the setting of a precedence that must be fought, must be checked.

For the past few years, the trend of bodies and individuals demanding to see movies before they are released has been an increasing one, and because ten people throwing stones at a movie hall is good enough reason for screenings to be shut, most producers agree to this completely illegal and unjustifiable demand. If at all we need certification about whether a movie is fit to be screened or not, that job is the Censor Board’s. But if a Balasaheb or Ammaji has a problem with a movie, the movie may not release, or, at the very least, he will have to be shown at a private screening to ensure people don’t smash theatres.

The Delhi Sikh Gurdwara Management Committee ostensibly asked for twelve changes in Singh is Kinng, post which it gave a ‘clean chit’ for it to be released. A Jodhaa Akbarfaces protests and subsequent ban if it cannot placate Rajput leaders. As toAarakshan, even as I write this, a news report has come in that says that Jha has agreed to cuts “suggested” and has “reached a settlement with the RPI” which is “now supporting the movie”. So, the Republican Party of India, whose activists stoned Jha’s home and office recently, has become a body whose support has to be earned by ‘reaching a settlement’. What is this, political negotiation or dons enforcing compliance?

One could dig out more instances of pressure groups, community ‘leaders’, outright bullies and politicians temporarily in power deciding what we can, or cannot see. But the point is not a compilation. The point is that we are going on a reverse track – instead of a more open and accommodating society, we are quietly legitimizing this nonsense of vetting by anyone who has a fragile ego. Today, anything you write, anything you make, can hurt SOMEONE’s ego or sentiments. And that someone has to be mollified. Or else..!

This whole point about our otherwise callous, brutal and indifferent governments being so touchy about law and order and people’s sentiments is a little far out. Case in point is UP. The fiery leader rose to power with walls plastered with the BSP’s original election slogan, ‘Tilak, Tarazu aur Talwar, Inko Maaro Joote Chaar’. For her to today take the moral high ground that dialogues in a movie will ‘incite violence and disharmony’, is far more filmy than any of Jha’s films have ever been.

UP’s Entertainment Tax Commissioner told our Lucknow reporter, “After viewing the film, we have enough reasons to believe that it could incite public sentiment, and therefore the department has taken the decision to suspend its release. Besides the objectionable dialogues, we felt that the film is raking up the debate over reservation, which, frankly, has been dead for a few years.”

I condemn this act of misjudgement,unnessary forcing of issues over Indians who want to see a film,and making the title of the movie apt which has indeed become

INDIA vs INDIA

जूते कहाँ उतारे थे

ज़िन्दगी को कभी कभी पीछे मुड़कर देखता हूँ तो बड़ी अजीब लगती है.कहाँ से कहाँ ले आई इतने सालों में.कितने रिश्ते बने,कितने ही बिछड़ गए,कितनी ख़ुशी मिली,कितनी बार उदासी ने घेर लिया,कभी एक लम्हे ने आसमान पे बिठा दिया,तो कभी दुसरे लम्हे ने ज़मीन पर ला पटका.पर जो कूछ भी हो,ये तो यक़ीनन है,की ज़िन्दगी अब तक बड़ी मजेदार रही.एक "उड़ान" Movie की कविता याद आ रही है,आपके साथ बाँटना चाहता हूँ.

छोटी छोटी चित्रायी यादें,
बिछी हुई हैं लम्हों की लान पर.
नंगे पैर उनपर चलते चलते
इतनी दूर आ गए:
की अब भूल गए हैं
जूते कहाँ उतारे थे.

एडी कोमल थी जब आये थे
थोड़ी सी नाज़ुक है अभी भी
और नाज़ुक ही रहेगी;
इन खट्टे मीठे यादों की शरारत
जब तक इन्हें गुदगुदाते रहेगी

सच,भूल गए हैं
की जूते कहाँ उतारे थे
पर लगता है
अब उनकी ज़रुरत नहीं।

ये कविता श्री अमिताभ भट्टाचार्य की लिखी हुई है,और इतनी संजीदी से लिखी गयी है,की लगता है,कवी ने दिल को छू लिया हो.जो भी हो सच ही तो है,जो जीना है जी लो,ये ज़िन्दगी फिर दोबारा नहीं मिलेगी.

मुलाकात आईने से

बहुत दिनों बाद मुझे मेरे ब्लॉग की याद आई.या ऐसा कहूँ की मुझे खुद की याद आई.कहाँ खुद को भूला बैठा था इतने दिनों तक पता नहीं.बहुत कूछ नींद से जागने जैसा।एक कहानी याद आ गयी,आज वोही याद आ रहा है।
एक दिन सम्राट अकबर के दरबार में एक पागल आदमी आया.मैले कुचैले कपडे थे उसके सारे शारीर पर.इधर उधर घूमता रहता था,किसीसे कूछ भी नहीं कहता था.सब लोग उसे देखके हंसने लगे।
ऐसा रोज़ ही होने लगा.पहले तो दरबार के लोगों ने उसकी अनदेखी की,फिर बहुत हंसी उड़ाई,फिर भी जब उस आदमी का बर्ताव नहीं बदला तो वो आग बबूला हो उठे और उसे गालियाँ देने लगे,और पत्त्थर मारने लगे.अकबर ने देखा तो उस आदमी से पूचा तुम कूछ बोलते क्यूँ नहीं?इसपर वो आदमी सबको दुयाएँ देने लगा.अकबर हैरान हो गया.उसने कहा ये क्या,ये सब तुम्हे कोस रहे हैं और तुम इन्हें दुयाएँ दे रहे हो!इस पर वो पागल बोल पड़ा,हुज़ुर जिसके पास जो अन्दर होगा,वो दूसरों को वोहि तो देगा।
मेरी हालत भी कूछ ऐसी ही थी.ऐसा लग रहा था,की जैसे दूसरों से बाँटने के लिए कूछ भी न बाकी हो,खुद के अंदर.अचानक आज ऐसा लगा की कूछ लिखूं.लिखना सिर्फ दूसरों से ही नहीं,खुद से भी तो मुलाकात ही है.

Marriage Blues-1

As the decisive day of marriage is approaching fast,I am having a mixed feel of tension,excitement and anxiousness.So much to do,so little time left.But one thing that is undeniable is this ceremony brings so many people together with a common cause.One can exibit all the qualities taught and considered so important in a management school.This may be leadership,interpersonal management,communication skills and above all teamwork qualities that is required throughout a long time. It may seem a little overstatement but I am feeling that this institution with all the rituals has got a very important need even today in the age of decentralisation of families and decrease in ethical/moral values.

Daily Diary

These days I am overawed by two songs.One is a new song "Kabhi Kabhi" from jaane tu Ya Jaane Na and the other not so new "Soona Soona"from the film Krishna Cottage.Lyrics and music of these songs are sounding perfect to my ears.

Soona Soona(Krishna Cottage)
Soona soona lamha lamhaMeri rahein tanha tanha
Aakar mujhe tum tham lo
Manzil teri dekhe rasta
Mud ke zara ab dekh lo
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha

Bichhde bhi ham jo kabhi raston mainTo sang sang rahungi sada
Kadmon ki aawaaz sun ke chalungiTumhe dhoond loongi sada
Bhooli mohabbat ki yeh khushbuye hainHawaon main phaili hui
Chhu kar mujhe aaj mahsoon kar lo wo yadein meri unchhui
Aisa milan phir ho na ho Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aajaTera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aajaTera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamhaMeri rahein tanha tanhaAaa.. Aaa..

Vadon ke dhagon main hum tum bandhe hainZara dor tum tham lo
Bahon main aise pighal jane do mujhkoAise mera naam lo
Main vo shama hoon jo roshan tumhe karke khud to pighal jaungi
Subah ka sooraj tumhare liye haiMain hoon raat dhal jaungi
Aisa milan phir ho na hoSab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aajaTera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aajaTera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamhaMeri rahein tanha


Kabhi Kabhi Aditi(Jaane tu Ya Jaane NA)
Kabhi Kabhi aditi Zindagi ,Mein yuhi koi apna lagta hai
Kabhi Kabhi aditi woh bichad jaye toEk sapna lagta hai
Aise mein koi kaise apnne aasun ko behene se roke
Aur kaise koi soch de Everythings gona be ok

Kabhi kabhi to lage zindagi mein rahi na khushi aur na maza.
Kabhi kabhi to lage har din muskhil Aur har pal ek saza
Aise mein koi kaise muskuraye kaise hasde kush ho ke
Aur kaise koi soch de Everything gona be ok

Soch zara janejaa tujhko hum kitna chahte hai
Roote hai hum bhi agar teri aakhon mein aasun aate hain
Gana to aata nahi hai magar phir bhi hum gaate hain
Hey aditi maan kabhi ,kabhi sare jahan mein andhera hota hai
Lekin raat ke baad hi to savera hota hai
Kabhi Kabhi aditi Zindagi ,Mein yuhi koi apna lagta hai
Kabhi Kabhi aditi woh bichad jaye toEk sapna lagta hai
Hey aditi hasde hasde hasde hasde hasde tu zara
Nahi to bas thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda muskura

Tu Kush Hai to lage ki jahan mein chai hai kushi
Suraj nikle badlon se aur baate zindagi
Sunto zara madhosh hawa tujhse kehne lagi
Ki Aditi woh ko bichadte hain ek na ek din phir mil jate hain
Aditi jane tu ya jaane na phool phir khil jate hain
Kabhi Kabhi aditi Zindagi ,Mein yuhi koi apna lagta hai
Kabhi Kabhi aditi woh bichad jaye toEk sapna lagta hai
Hey aditi hasde hasde hasde hasde hasde tu zara
Nahi to bas thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda muskura
Hey aditi hasde hasde hasde hasde hasde tu zara
Nahi to bas thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda thoda muskura