TRue DiViNiTY

Dear diary,
         Today I made a visit to the VT( The BHU one) after quite a long gap; a month and a half, I guess. This time the visit was, partly out of devotion, but mostly out of sheer necessity ; It is one of those times when you are in a foul mood( mostly for no reason and my pointers, they have succeeded in aggravating my foul mood), that you decide to go to God's abode to find solace. ( Sorry God, I might be sounding materialistic but there is nothing I can hide from you).
        So, well, I  went to the VT. There was this one sight that really moved me. He was a popular figure there for he had been performing there from quite a long time. Well the local gazal singer was the one who moved me. He was like any other singer, only he was blind. I've seen him perform once or twice before but this time I was quite observant. The pleasant smile, the serene look on his face made me want to go sit there for a minute. There was no audience to his performance there was only me, Patidar and some old chap siting beside him watching him play; People going about only offered him a glance and went on with their making wishes to God. He wasn't aware of our presence, any amount of audience wouldn't have made any difference to his divinity.
         Here was a man who, inspite of his disabilities was offering himself wholly to God, with no intention of fame or the many other things that artists receive, and look at me, perfect in shape but still fretting and accusing God of injustice for the pointers I received. Now it was my pointers that was the reason of accusation, at other times it was about my being a mediocre and not a Rockstar( which was needed en route to fame and fame means a lot at IT-BHU) or my not being in some other famed IIT, there were reasons galore. Now here was something I could learn from this man. There was no big reason for happiness. You can  be happy only if you are whole. I wouldn't talk of spiritual blabber like detachment from self or losing interest in material happiness, but this much I've realized:
  ' You can be happy only if you are content'
     Now being content wouldn't mean being in the same petty state, not wanting to change and cheating yourself to believe you're content but would mean  staying whole inspite of the ups and downs you encounter in this voyage called life.  
    Once again I've realized that life is the best classroom for me to learn things.


Bye.

PoST eLeCToRaL ReSuLTS: THRouGH MY eYeS

Dear diary,
          The results are out. The fate of the 5 states (atleast for the next 5 years) that were restless for the past 2 months (on account of elections) is out. Celebrations for some, dilemma and introspection, as to what went wrong, for others.
            Let me tell you what the first thing I did yesterday. Finished my daily chores,and then went online to check the live counting of votes in UP; one of the 5 states that was into polls that interest me coz I partly stay there. Not that I'm an active follower of politics or something but to forcibly make myself take an interest in the running of the country.
             The results did not startle me. Neither did they surprise me. They weren't my exam results to make an emotional impact on me.  Right then, SP was leading with 196 seats with 202 needed for clear majority. The exit polls predicted almost the same result. So, No surprises there. Prior to the exit polls, I always thought Mayawati had a vote bank large enough to be able to clinch the CM post once again. And why had I thought this way? 
             True, in her 5 year tenure, she was apathetic to the plight of the state, making sure it was in the same state as, when it was handed to her; The only change I've noticed in Benares in my 2 years of stay was the completion of the flyover near DLW( And the work happened to start  3 years prior to my coming here. 5 years for a small sized flyover. Now that's progress.) . Otherwise, the city lies in its own state of neglect. She did have time, though , for the tons and tons of artefacts of elephants( Other than being her party symbol, I see her being particularly drawn towards these creatures), of herself; Now this is weird. I always thought statues were made of people' Jo shaheed ho gaye'. But why she fancied to see herself in stone and in such large numbers  when she is such fine health( I mean she has no fear that she might die in the near future, like Karunanidhi, maybe.), God knows. But people still developed a liking towards her, fondly calling her Behenji. That she would come to power was what I've heard from many people in Benares. Hence my expectation.  
           Now, Rahul Gandhi; How has his charishma failed to deliver for the congress? I'm no political analyst. Let me put this straight. He failed to realize that people weren't that naive to be able not to see the difference between a prince constantly eating in Dalit's homes to give the world the pretence of a good caring ruler and a real ruler who sees to it that no Dalit goes to bed hungry; with only water to satisfy his hunger.
           All the newspapers today have been shouting this : Congress losing its grip in many parts of the country. Other the landslide victory in Manipur, there was nothing positive that Congress could take out of this. Maybe the 2G & the CWG scams has got us thinking:' Do we have no alternative to the most corrupt, money thirsty UPA Sarkar that is, Of Course the  largest single unit in the country.' That is for the 2014 elections to decide.
        Will the SP solve all the problems in UP and make it one of the competent states in the country. That, I can't say. I'm not from this part of the country, So making vague guesses would be gross. But, for now, we can only hope that the power transfer in UP & Punjab brings about real development in the next 5 years....


Bye.

X BoaRD eXaMS: MeMoRieS.

Dear diary,

                   4 years ago, on this day, my X class Board exams got off to a grand start, with Social being the first exam. I still remember how nervous I was; Whatwith 5 textbooks and tons of syllabus and my disinterest in Social (only Economics interested me), I was prepared for a disaster. However, the exam later turned out to be an easy one ( all of them were and still continue to be) and I managed a 92.
                 Yesterday when I'd gone to drop Akhil at the examination venue ( my brother has his X Board exams starting from yesterday), I've noticed that things haven't changed one bit. Anxious students; With signs of fresh sindhur on their foreheads, smiles on their faces, not completely natural but partly due to nervousness, the last minute discussions. Anxious parents; giving last minute advices to their kids, wishing them good luck, assurances that God is always with us. The scene on the whole would resemble this: Ambitious kings and queens sending their little princes to the battlefield; to fight a three hour war which when conquered would define their entry into manhood( A X pass student would be considered a man, I guess).
              It's funny how 4 years can change your position in the battlefield. As I was watching all this melancholy happen, I was actually looking for myself in the crowd; how 4 years ago, I was the one who had to take the test, how fastly time has flown; Ironically, time doesn't appear to flow faster while it is actually flowing, it is only after time has passed that we realize that time had flown faster, and my yearning to go back into the school days was there once again. It isn't that I'm not happy with time right now, it is only that schooldays were more fun, less of responsibilities, more of expecations about the future; it is easier to expect than to actually go into the future and live in it.
         Sadly though, I can only drop him only on one of his exams( Akhil has his next exam on the 16th and I'd be off to Benares on 12th). 
         Why haven't I written to you these 10 days? No reason in particular. My stomach has been venting its anger on me for having dumped incongruous stuff into it, thanks to my mess there. My liver has got infected with bacteria, so my doc says. Whatever, wish me a speedy recovery.


Bye.