Thursday, December 4, 2008

A Salute to our Martyrs

Its all over, no gun shots, no blasts and no storming sounds are alarming now. Taj, Oberoi and Nariman house will soon be renovated and life will be normal again, because that is life and we have to live it that way.

Those who died and martyred their family will cry for few months or even many years but that person will not return back nor we can do anything except praying for them. Our Government will soon announce compensation money, medals for our martyred policemen and commandos and their family will be honoured well.

But again....One day this will become an old story like many others was cremated by dust and time.

That’s life, but… we as indians should not forget those 3 nights and 4 days of horror, tears, tragedy and that feeling of helplessness and all those real heroes who sacrificed their lives for our country.


The life that I have !!! - Dedicating to my Friends....

To start with...first thing comes into my mind was my Friends....

Wanted to share with you all about a question that my Mom asked to me, which made me to love my Friends forever !!!

"The life that I have, Is all that I have
And the life that I have, Is yours"

My mother asked me what is the most important part of the body. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mom."
She said, "No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."
Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, "Sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes."
She looked at me and told me, "You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind."
Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, "No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child."
I still remember the day, my grandpa expired. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was the first time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final goodbye to Grandpa. She asked me, "Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"
I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, "This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in our life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson."
She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."
I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."
Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one . It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

At this time, I would like to thank all my friends....You really deserve the important part of my life.....

Monday, December 1, 2008

My First Blog !!!


People and the society around made me to enter into this blogging world...Want to remember this minute throught out my life...

Will pen more in my future blogs............