Mann kuch keh raha hai ...

Aaj bade din baad phir se kuch likhne ko man chaah raha hai, wo bhi dil se. Phir se wahi font “Garamond” set kar liya hai, font size  16 se badhakar 22 kar liya hai, aur nikal pada hun kuch likhne . Shayad wo jo kabhi kisi se naa keh pata par likhna chahta hun . Apne dil se . Aaj aankhon pe subbah se zor padh raha tha. Shayad waqt ke sath kamzor ho gayi hai ye. Shayad aaj inhein bhigne ka man kar raha tha, shayad late monsoon ki rahi sahi kasar ye nikal lena chahti thi aaj.

Kuch jyada khaas nahi kiya aaj. Wo jo dil mein to rehta hai, aaj aankhon ne use dekh liya aur jee bhar ke aansun udhel diye . Subah se kuch kaam nahi tha to TV dekhkar bore hone ke baad laptop khola . Kuch downloaded files check ki isi umeed mein ki kuch interesting mil jaye dekhne ko, ek ghante tak air crash investigation ka 13^th season dekhne ke baad do purani files nazar aayi , naam tha crime patrol “ a nation awakens” .Ye wahi episode tha jo delhi gangrape case pe focused tah. Pata nahi kyun itne mahino se himmat nahi juta paya tha use dekhne ki. Lekin aaj man ne kaha dekh lo jane dil ki kuch girhain khul jaye. 20 may ko download kiya hua show mein aaj bore hone par 9 july ko dekh raha tha . Kuch hi minute hue the ki aankhon ka baandh jo subah se jaise taise sambhala tha iss show ko dekh ke tut gaya. Aankhein ka vision blur ho gaya , shayad sachhai dekhne ki himmat nahi kar paya tha main. Jo hua use badal to nahi sakta hun, but jo juvenile court ka decision tha us nabalig gunehgar ko 3 saal ki saza dene ka , wo mujhe kuch raas nahi aaya. Logon ka candle march nikalna bhi muhje raas nahi aaya, kyunki kahin na kahin ye wohi log hai jab uss victim ko sabse pehle medical treatment ki zaroorat thi to kisi ne madad nahi ki . Ab mombattiyon ko jalake kya ho jata. Mombatti bhuj gayi hai, lekin uske pariwar wale aaj bhi kahi na kahi jal rahe honge. Ye samaj unhe jine nahi dega. Aur iss baat ki main guarantee le sakta hun. Aise hi hai hum , hum kyun na badi badi modernisation  ki baatein karte ho , lekin hum aaj bhi janwaron se badtar hai. Main bhi koi achhuta nahi hun, mujhe yaad hai jab mera meri girlfriend se jhagda hua tha tab maine use yahi kaha tha ke tere saath bhi wahi hona chahiye jo delhi mein uss bandi ke sath hua. Munh se bol to diya tha uss waqt par aaj khud par sharam aati. Khud ko aaine mein dekhne se darta hun.

Rahi baat uss culprit ki jise minor bataya ja raha hai, mujhe nahi pata ki main ise kis nazariye se dekhun. Lekin har tarah se use sazaa dene ka mann karta hai.

Rapes to roz hote hain, har jagah hote hai, kuch hi case jo media ko masaledar lagte hai wo hum tak pahunch pate hai. Jane kya baat hai par apna desh to aisa hi hai bhai ! .

Aaj khud ko janwar kehne par mujhe fakr hai kamsekam main un sawa crore logon ki tarah to nahi hain jo insaano ka makhauta pehen kar insaaniyat ko sharmsaar kar rahe hai.

Becoming a writer- a great task ???

Becoming a writer- a great task ???

Naah , I don’t think becoming anything is a great task. The great task to fulfil the responsibility after becoming that “anything” to the utmost sincerity and efforts. Efforts should be genuine. They must not revolve around or must be the epicentre to persuade someone. The level of efforts usually doubles . The efforts you made to get that positions would not be enough to withstand you with the responsibilities of the job that you have chosen for yourself. No doubt 30 % of the people are successful in doing so , 20 % pay their heed to fulfil the responsibilities but the rest 50% are like “Why should I do this ? I am officer not the servant”. This kind of attitude would surely proves to be fatal one or the other day. Now let us shift our focus from the corporate BOSSES to the “MANGO PEOPLE” or the AAM AADMI , they are not Adaani neither they are Ambani’s , they are the people like you , like me . Yes, we are one of them. I am a part of this social system and I am also doing the efforts at my level. The goals and the priorities are different for different people , may be some students want to do management courses, some may be interested in engineering, some in medical and some in arts . What I want to say is that there exists a vivid scenario and prospectus for us , we must choose what we like, we must choose what is running in our veins and for what we can do anything and can even risk our own life. That would be your true profession , at that spot of time all the efforts that you would put would be very effective and they would pay you in a positive way. Imagine if the T.V. anchors become sports person , can we hope anything positive from them , they would end up ruining their lives. A person interested in mass communication can’t go for engineering .One must do what he/she lives for.

I am writing this blog at that point of my life where I can see my life as a glass half empty or half full. I can proudly say that I have chosen an optimistic outlook toward my life. I have chosen to do what I can do at my best. I have identified my comfort zone and I am working according to that. I have chosen the half full glass. The more we think the more we dilute our thoughts; we must learn to follow the instincts of our heart. Listen to heart and to mind and do what you want to.

Becoming  a writer is not a big task , if you know that “ I am the best author”. If you know to pour your heart out on a plate with the garnishing and perfect plating then no doubt you are the only author who is best. Try to inculcate the good things in you. Try to avoid the wrong side holding you tight in its arm.

Get yourself a life, and enjoy your dreams.

All the best.

Vikas Joshi.

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Save Girl Child

How sad, many girls missing from our country are found buried in some graveyard....

India is growing dynamically in every fields. Today, the boom in economy, innovative technologies and improved infrastructure has become nation’s pride. The country has witnessed advancements in all fields but bias against a girl child is still prevailing in the country.

This social evil is deep rooted in Indian ethos and the most shocking fact is that the innovative and hard high end technologies are brutally killing the Indian girl child. Innovative techniques, like biopsy, ultrasound, scan tests and amniocentesis, devised to detect genetic abnormalities, are highly misused by number of families to detect gender of the unborn child. These clinical tests are highly contributing to the rise in genocide of the unborn girl child.In today’s day and age most couples prefer the process known as a planned pregnancy, because of various factors; prime amongst them being the financial well being to support the birth and nurturing of a child. In such cases, the first prenatal visit actually happens prior to actual pregnancy, to see whether one is ready to go off the contraception pills and conceive a baby.

However, in maximum conceptions, one is unaware of the pregnancy until actual realization dawns after one skips the first menstrual cycle. Normally doctors except ladies to pay their first visit anywhere between the sixth and twelfth week after conception. 

Amniocentesis started in India in 1974 to detect fetal abnormalities. These tests were used to detect gender for the first time in 1979 in Amritsar, Punjab. Later the test was stopped by the Indian Council of Medical Research but it was too late. The benefits of these tests were leaked out and people started using it as an instrument for killing an innocent and unborn girl child.  Many of the traditional women organizations also took up cudgels to stop this illegal practice but all failed and with the passage of time these tests became a major contributor to bias against a girl child.

Female feticide and infanticide is not the only issues with a girl child in India. At every stage of life she is discriminated and neglected for basic nutrition, education and living standard. When she was in the womb, she was forced to miss the moment when she was supposed to enter the world. At the time of birth her relatives pulled her back and wrung her neck. After killing her she was thrown into a trash can.

During childhood, her brother was loaded with new shoes, dresses and books to learn while she was gifted a broom, a wiper and lots of tears. In her teenage, she missed tasty delicious food to eat and got only the crumbs. During her college days, she was forced to get married, a stage where illiteracy, lack of education resulted in high fertility rate, aggravating the condition of females in the country. Again if this female gives birth to a girl child, the journey begins once again. She missed all roses of life and was finally fitted to a graveyard. That’s where she got peace of mind.

The nation of mothers still follows a culture where people idolizes son and mourns daughters. UN figures out that about 750,000 girls are aborted every year in India. Abortion rates are increasing in almost 80% of the India states, mainly Punjab and Haryana. These two states have the highest number of abortions every year. If the practice continues, then no longer a day will come when Mother India will have no mothers, potentially, no life.

We all are proud citizens of India. The need of hour is to realize our responsibilities and give a halt to this evil crime. What can we do to curb the brutal and undesirable practice of mass killing girls? A determined drive can initiate a spark to light the lamp and show the world that we all are part of the great Mother India.