Wednesday, January 13, 2010

"AMAN KI ASHA"

“Aman Ki Asha”, a beautiful project initiated by The Times of India group and The Jang group in Pakistan. This ad is so heart touching, just amazing. I am desperately waiting for its launch on television. (video at the bottom, do watch)

India and Pakistan have already fought four wars. And after the incidence of 26/11, we are almost in the state of war. I don’t say that we should forget all this and stop being cautious against the terrorist activities from that side. It’s impractical. But, let’s leave this all on government. I don’t know what Pakistan government is doing and how our government should respond and treat them. But I am quite sure that people, the common people on the other side of border have nothing in their hearts against us. Pakistan faces more terrorist attacks than us. Have you ever felt delighted on seeing the kids dying in the bomb blasts in Islamabad? The answer is off course no, then how can we expect people out there to celebrate the ignominy that killed many in Taj and Nariman House. It was certainly a shameful incident, but we need to sink it that every citizen in Pakistan is not a terrorist.
The ad portrays so many emotions in just 70 seconds. How effort fully the person on our side is trying to understand what that Pakistani person is trying to speak, the love of Pakistani’s for Indian movie, song and Shahrukh Khan, the distance between them that has separated them that they can’t even have a word of mouth and still the connection they have build through heart, the celebration that went among the Indians seeing Pakistani’s enjoying and getting what they wanted. What an incredible thought.

I believe past 60 years were enough to be spent in hatred and it is the right time to be friends. It’s so strange that we, common people, pay so much attention and respect towards a tourist from UK or US, who speaks the other language and we hate those who speaks the same language as ours. Even in our own country people speak different languages but still we hate “them” (The Pakistanis) because they are on the other side of border.

I dream of the day when people in India stand and speak for people out there when someone raise voice against Pakistan and similar happens in Pak. A connection of hearts is stronger than any other connection. I dream of the day when a terrorist surrenders himself saying that I can’t lay a bomb in India because some people out here are my son’s and daughter’s best friends and because I see my family in them. I know this dream is far from reality and the probability of it getting true is as much as the probability of my dream of getting married with Gautam Gambhir true, but we can at least dream and make a start. All we need is a collective effort and some great initiatives like “Aman Ki Asha”.

Waiting for the response of general public to this ad.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

"ONE LOVE"


Walking on the road, I bumped into a stranger,
not the most handsome, not the richest and not with most beautiful hair.

But still my eyes were stuck on him,
I felt as I know him since centuries.

My heart was beating as if it was dead since ages,
he was carrying a charismatic charm,stolen from sages.

He said I am sorry, and the words were singing,
ohkk I change my words, he is the most handsome guy I have ever seen.

Taking out his hand, he introduced himself,
touched him again, I wanted to seize that moment.

Moving his hand through his hairs, he asked walking along with me,
fine one more change, they were the most beautiful I had ever seen.

I don't know if his talks were worth that big smile,
I was completely lost that whatever was going, I couldn't realize.

I wanted to look most beautiful at that time,
I don't know why i wanted to just hold his eyes.

The weather had suddenly become so freezing,
it was also the effect of this new weird feeling.

He took out his jacket and gave it to me,
wow one more change, he was the richest heart I had ever seen.

That's how i met the love of my life,
having all that i wanted, my perfect choice.

Walking on the road i bumped into a stranger,
who was most handsome, the richest and had most beautiful hair......

Monday, January 4, 2010

"THE BUTTERFLY CALLED HAPPINESS"


Yesterday I was thinking about the past year 2009, I wanted to give it a name, may be the “The longest year of my life” or “The worst year”..etc. But then I thought of the transformation that took place in me, in this “long year”. I became more mature and have learnt a lot from the mistakes that I made. So finally, I decided to name it as “The learning year”. I guess this is the best time to bid good bye to all the bad and unhappy moments of 2009, the same way we say good bye to 2009.
I was reading an article in newspaper and that was all about being happy in life. And that inspired me too put those thoughts here.

This year, let’s choose Happiness. Someone asked me once, what all we need to be happy? Happiness doesn’t come by running behind it. It’s like the butterfly that lies upon you when you sit down quietly. We just need to learn how to celebrate small things in life. Like when someone says “you are looking good today” or when an old friend calls up or even when a handsome/beautiful boy/girl (for girl/boy respectively :P) smiles at you for no reason. These small-small things add colors in our daily life. Big things don’t happen daily. I feel contented when I help an old lady climbing down the staircase or when I make a crying baby smile or when I give my “ladies seat” to an old uncle in bus. Trust me these small-small things adds a sense of achievement in oneself and I bet the happiness that is felt is much more than what we feels while getting a certificate or trophy for other achievements.
My life has always been so unpredictable, like anyone, specially this past year. Five out of seven days people find me with a big smile on face. In the morning I tell myself that “I am happy”. And since the day I saw 3 Idiots, have started following the concept of “All Izz Well” too. Though the other two days goes into a swing of mood and I call them the “blue days”, when I feel gloomy and lost. Even smiles from a handsome and cute guy don’t work on these days. I guess because I become ignorant enough on these blue days. So I have decided to cope up with these blue days with the same concept of “Celebrating small things” and “All izz well”. Just want everyone to add smiles to their blue days as well. Don’t make your happiness vulnerable to external elements. Happiness is a state of mind. And we shouldn’t bother about what others think of us. It’s about what we think of ourselves. If it makes us happy, then it’s gotta be right. Even I have to learn this thing.

So wish you so many smiles this new year,

“A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR”