23 March 2015

Inquilab Zindabad!

 

Inquilab Zindabad!Inquilab Zindabad!

 

 

It is 84 years since the martyrdom of Sardar Bhagat Singh.

My grandfather used to tell me the story of Bhagat Singh, Rajguru and Sukhdev, when I just started going to school. Then came the movie(s) in 2002. Before that, I had seen Shammi Kapoor’s Shaheed Bhagat Singh and Manoj Kumar’s Shaheed.

I visited Trimurti Bhavan in 2002. Pandit Nehru had written that at one time, Bhagat Singh’s popularity rivaled that of Mahatma Gandhi. Perhaps, was even more. From what Chacha Nehru wrote, it is obvious that he was in awe of this youngster who had no fear in his eyes and to whom, the nation listened with rapt attention.

One day, in 2003, Baba brought a book ‘Mee nastik kaa aahe’. It was a Marathi translation of ‘Why am I an atheist?’ It was a small booklet. I read it from cover to cover and I was rattled. Is there really no God? I was compelled to think over it.

When I had more access to internet in college, I used to visit sites hosting more of Bhagat Singh’s literature. As I started reading more, at nearly the same age when he had wrote it, I marvelled at the maturity a teenager had. I used to carry his photograph in my wallet to inspire me.

On 23rd March 2010, I wrote a post on him on my VOX blog, which I had started 18 March 2010. The images used here are the very same images I put in the post.

At 23, I did not want to grow up anymore. How can I be older than my idol, my mentor?

5 years since that, here I am. Trying to be like him, trying to put my life after 23 to good use, hopefully in a way that will benefit our nation in some way.

As a tribute to the Shaheed-e-azam and his Comrades, here is a song from The Legend of Bhagat Singh.

Liebster Award and a few interesting Qs & As

Thank you Aseem Rastogi of Transition of Thoughts for conferring this Award on me. Sorry for being so late, but better late than never, eh? 🙂

No, it’s not a lobster given to me because I lie! 😐

Liebster is German for dearest,sweetest, pleasantest, etc. *beams*

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The rules are very similar to the Elevenses tag that I have done earlier on my blog :

1. Thank the people who have nominated you for this one and post a link to their blog

2. Display the award in your blog by including it as an image in the post or a widget

3. Answer the 11 questions given to you by the one who nominated you

4. Nominate 11 deserving bloggers (those who have less than 1000 followers)

5. Create a new list of questions for the bloggers to answer

6. Once they have been tagged, keep them informed about the same and also provide a link to the post

I do not have any fresh blogger to nominate. It reminds me I have not kept up with the recent flock of budding bloggers for quite a few years.

Please do not hesitate to pick up this Award from me, for yourself, if you land here and fit the criteria above. The questions that I want you to answer, are here. Do leave a link in the comments, so that we can hop over to read your interesting take on them.

Moving on to the absolutely stunning questions, which made me stop and take ‘jayza’ of my current self :

1. What product (eg: a book, pen, paper etc.) would you associate your personality to and why?

I associate myself with a box of crayons. My soul takes on the colours of one of the crayons according to my moods and mindset, on a day. And mind you, ‘blue’ for me is more a colour of tranquility than of melancholy.

2. What’s the craziest thing you have done at school? Or were you a very nice and sweet little child? 😉

I used to feed goats with leaves of Eucalyptus trees in PT periods and lunch intervals. I broke the spokes of the bicycle of a boy from our class in front of him, because he was supposedly bullying my friend and not letting her take out her cycle from the stands. Turns out, it was the other guy who was the actual bully, of the two guys there. 😐 I apologized later.

Lastly, I wrote an entire children’s novel in 8th standard. And the whole school, including the teachers, followed my work! That is perhaps the craziest thing…the list is endless though…

3. Describe the feeling of blogging in one word?

Cathartic.

4. If you were packed off to Tristan Da Cunha (famous as the loneliest island in the world), who would you prefer to be with? Or would you be alone? And why?

Well, I suppose I’ll have to go with Abhijeet. I’d like to take a pet cat with me.

5. What is the best and the worst thing you have heard about your blog?

Best thing :

Here’s a true incident. I stumbled on a foreign writer’s blog. I wrote to her in reply to her poem, in the comments section : a poem based on hers. I also posted a link of one of my tags for her to look at. Next day, I found that it was deleted! I wrote to her again. She said to me that she doesn’t accept Awards and wouldn’t have me spamming her blog. I had indeed overlooked her policy, and hence, I apologised. Later, I posted the version that I remembered on my own blog. She said it was nice. I migrated my blog a few months later. She must have seen it in her trackbacks, came there, and posted the most amazing comment. Ofcourse, she did not recognise that the poem was posted previously on my other blog also. Have a look. Do visit her poem too, it has the conversation about the comments. I still love her writing 🙂

Worst thing :

I don’t remember a single bad thing…though at home, if I am writing a blog, they do shout at me to get up and do ‘something actually worthwhile’. But that’s not about my blog, that’s about me being lazy 🙂

6. Life as a bed of roses or life full of obstacles, you prefer? (The middle ground is not an option ;))

Bed of roses, of course. *dreams of being a Disney princess in a castle*

7. Any specific book / movie which has shaped the journey of your life?

‘Towards the silver crests of Himalayas’ and ‘Why am I an atheist’. I read the latter first(in 10th) and was flabbergasted that if there is really no God, how would I survive on my own? I read the former in 1st year of Engineering, and it cleared a lot of doubts in my head. It made a rational believer out of me.

8. If you have just been announced as the winner of ‘Who Wants to Be a Millionaire’, what would you do with the money?

Keep a fair amount aside for shopping/travelling immediately, and entrust the rest to husband’s care. He would know how to invest it.

9. What’s that one dream which if fulfilled will give a new meaning to your life?

If I get published by a noted publishing house, it would give me the confidence to write my life away. Because that is what I want to do with my life.

10. What is the most exciting thing you have ever done (or you want to do)?

I want to build a tree-house by myself (since I was a kid). As a kid,I have spent days on end devising a strategy to use neem tree twigs to build a hut. If I get to build it with children of my own, that’d be the most exciting thing.

11. Are you an optimist or a pessimist?

I am a perennial optimist. Though I can be cynical at times…

Project 365 – 2 – Wo kehte hain mera watan

Disclaimer : This post was written before I came to know that Iqbal’s ideology transitioned from having India as a united nation to a pro-partition stand. However, this nazm still holds true, for the Iqbal that saw a free India.

A Republic Day Special this –

Waving with pride

Wo kehte hain mera watan,
ab nahi raha Iqbal ka chaman,
mere zehen me jhank ke dekho zara,
aaj bhi hai wo jazba, wo nazaara,
jab har dil me ek hi baat hoti thi,
mohabbat sirf ek tarah ki hoti thi,
jasbat wahi naye andaaz me jhalakte hain,
jab kadam Dhvajvandan ki or badhte hain.
kehta hai Tiranga dekhkar apni azaad avaam,
bas jung-e-azaadi me nahi the muhib-e-watan,
uss anjaan shaheed ki ilamat hai har wo insaan,
asar-o-rasokh na kare jisko apna rutba-e-hum-watan,
mahej insaan se salook kare jaise insaan………..
zinda hain, kuch galiyon me aise chand bashinde,
jo lautayenge is gulistaan ko uske nayaab parindey,
aur wo kehte hain mera watan,
ab nahi raha Iqbal ka chaman!

Glossary
zehen – conscious, jazba- emotion, jung-e-azaadi – freedom struggle, muhib-e-watan – patriots, mahej – only, bashinde – inhabitants (here – citizens), gulistaan – garden, parindey – birds (here, the peace pigeons signifying good citizens), nayaab – rare, asar-o-rasokh – influence

The general idea of the poem is

Some claim that India is no longer the land the great poet Iqbal described as Saare Jahaan Se Achha. I would urge them to look inside my conscious and they will see the same inspired emotion reflecting in my thoughts, which was in the minds of people fighting for India’s struggle; as I walk towards the flag hoisting ground. The emotion is love, there was only one kind of love which existed then and it was for their country. The Tricolour looks proudly at the assembled Avaam, it’s free citizens and addresses them saying,”It is not only in the freedom struggle that patriotism manifested itself. They were not the only patriots, the people who laid down their lives in the freedom struggle. The season of patriotism is not over. Each one of my citizens, who treats his fellow citizens with equality – without being influenced by his status, symbolizes the unknown freedom fighters of that era.” There are  exist (even though few) citizens like this, who live in the bylanes of this country. They have vowed to bring back the rare species of such patriots. And they still say, my country is not Iqbal’s Hindustan anymore?!