Friday 30 November 2012

a hunger for love

jidhar dekha duniya mei gum hi gum mile,
jab doosaro ke gum dekhe toh apne hi gum kum lage...
I dont remember the exact lines but all i wana say is that
We feel that our pain is the biggest but when we come to know about others sorrows we realise that our pains are nothing in front of them.
Why suddenly this thought?
There's a reason to it;
Today, i had an uninvited guest at my place. Being tired after a long day i was looking forward to winding up the kitchen quicky and getting a good sleep, when my mom informed me that some uncle has come.
Well it was his habit to always come without notice and always come during dinner time.
My mom having developed the indian traditions in us, we never let this uncle or anybody else leave without eating something. I remember when my dad was alive he used to treat this uncle with special treatment like a VIP and as a teen it used to piss me a lot.
He is a family aquaintance from my dad's business circle but over the period of time had developed closed friendship with dad.
The question was why this special treatment to him.?
One day in the fist of fury, i removed my frustration on mom and asked her why this special treatment to him?
Mom did not react at that time.
But the next day, when i was in a mood to listen, she told me that the uncle that came last night had been going through a troubled marriage and he shared all that pain with my dad.
His wife dint treat him properly.
constant fights were going on and most of the days she dint even make dinner at home. The days she did make dinner, exactly at the time that uncle sat to eat food she would start a fight and sometimes she would hit him too and that's the reason dad and mom always made it a point to make him have dinner at our place.
honest confession here - as a teen i always saw my mom dad as my property, like they say in hindi "mere parents pe sabse pehle and sabse zyada sirf mera n bhai ka haqk hai".
it was that day when mom told me all this, that i realized ofcourse they had their own freindships to maintain too.
i kept on thinking that if there are so many problems in his marriage why is he still with that woman?
the answer may be different for all of us.
one answer might be that the generation before us did really take those 7 pheras seriously and they really did stick to their partners in all situations come what may.
when we people cant even handle a year long relation and want to run away from it.
anyways,
today when that uncle came he was happily telling us stories of what fun he and his family had on their trip to his native place.
his family life has been much better now that his son has married and he also has a grandchild and the wife has been behaving much better too.
i was tired as hell but at the end was smiling as dad would have been really happy to see his friend like this.
missing dad!!!

Monday 26 November 2012

story of mary anning


Thats the projekt made by me and my group for our german classes!!!
we had loads of fun.hope u guys enjoy it too.the translation is below but google translator doesnt translate grammatically correct text and am just too lazy to make the changes.

but u guys are smart i knw... enjoy the video




hello,
this is our group
this is ravi.he plays mary's father
next is vivek. he plays the scientist
next is ritu and dikshal. they play mary aning the kid and mary's older version
below are barkha and aakanksha they play tourists
next is lalit he plays tourist and last is hemant he plays scientist

She sells seashells on seashore is a tongue twister.
Let that be said, startling fact, as the tongue twister and the image
each other's relatives.
She is Mary Anning and the tongue twister is about them.
Mary was in Lyme Regis, Dorset, England on 21 Born in May 1799.
The city had many visitors.
Mary's father took his children to collect shells and stones to sell visitors.
In 1810, Mary's father died after a fall from a cliff.

RAVI: -

When she was 12, she took over the complete skeleton of a Ichthyosaur.
Ichthyosaur is an extinct marine reptile.
Mary joined the entire dinosaur skeleton by itself
And she became a world-famous paleontologist.
Paleontology is the study of fossil animals and plants.

VIVEK: -
Mary did not go to school much, but Mary could read and write.
She brought herself to learn about geology and anatomy.
Anatomy is the physical structure of an organism.
During her youth Mary made many more discoveries.
They would be found on the first two Plesiosaur skeletons ever.
Plesiosaur is a large extinct marine reptile.

RITU: -

First As a working class woman, Mary was not allowed a member of the Geological Society
of London.
Second Although she knew more about fossils than any other scientists at the time.
Third Their findings were always male geologists.
4th Geologists often do not give her credit published.
5th She grew resentful because of this treatment.

Barkha: -

First Their misfortune might be found in a letter: "The world has used me so
rude, I'm afraid it has made me suspicious of everyone.
Second The Geological Society of London gained a scholarship for her.
Third It was the first honorary member of the new Dorset County Museum, a year before her
Death from breast cancer at the age of 47

Aakanksha: -

First Your legend lives on, not only in scientific journals and history books,
but also in our culture.
Second The tongue twister, "She sells sea shells on the seashore", was written about Mary.
Third This type of tongue twisters was included in a popular song in 1908,
with words of the British songwriter Terry Sullivan.
4th Let that be your inspiration.
5th Some German tongue twister ......

A black pig has a black tail.

Eight old ants ate the evening pineapple.

Fischers Fritz eating fresh fish,
fresh fish eats Fischers Fritz.



love
Dikshal

Friday 9 November 2012

A simple smile that came back

Today's experience was an unexpected surprise from a known stranger.
There's this girl at my workplace who joined a few months back.
My impression of her was of a cute little chubby kiddo.
We have two separate offices on same floor so i had to go to the other office for drinking water.
She sat in old office.
Everytime i went there to fill my bottle we glanced at each other and i would smile at her as we normally smile to someone working in the same organization but she dint.
Once,,,,,twice,,,,,,thrice and i dont remember the count after that.
Then at one point even i thought "chodo yaar kal se mai bhi smile nai karungi kya zaroorat hai"
Then again i felt my stubborn kid in me say kab tak smile nai karegi. Mai roz smile karungi lets see how long she doesnt smile.
Then my life changed a bit, i dint go to office for few days.
Later when i resumed work i had forgotten about that girl and smile etc. I used to ask the housekeeping staff to fill the bottle for me and my visit to the other office became less.
Today again i had to go to the office and my bottle was almost empty so i went to fill it as well and was lost in my thoughts when i saw a girl smiling at me.
I was like...
What a surprise...
We even exchanged hi's n names...
When going towards my desk all i could think was is...
The smile i gave out sometime back finally did return to me.
What ever you give out will come back in some way or other.
So spread smiles and love.
Love ya all muah.

also posted on yourstoryclub/author/dikshal

Thursday 8 November 2012

Why judge someones class

Today a strange thing happened while i was going back home.
I travel by the famous western railway trains from lower parel to bandra.
I was standing in the corridor near the door and it was empty so i was carelessly listening to the song "jab koi baat bigad jaye" when the train reached dadar station and just when the train was about to start again a lady boarded the train running.
As the train caught its pace another lady said "ye 1st class hai; aap doosare station pe utar jaana"
The lady stood quietly at her place.
In a fraction of seconds some other female said that "doosara station woh side aayega; aap utar jaana"
The 1st lady still dint say anything. Slowly more females started telling her that you should get down at other station and the females started conversing to each other things like "ye log galat kar rahe hai" "they are not supposed to travel by 1st class" etc.
To which the lady replied "mere pass RAILWAY PASS hai aur waise bhi mai mahim utar jaungi."
Again the females started saying things like "ek toh wrong compartment mei chade toh phir mahim utar k kya matlab" "yeh log rule todte hai" etc. By now matunga had been crossed and mahim was about to come.
All the educated and sophisticated ladies were boiling with rage now as if they all wanted to just humiliate the female for boarding a 1st class compartment purposely.
To answer their rage the lady quietly removed her pass from her pocket and showed it to one of the female..... It was a pass to travel by 1st class with her photograph on the I card.
Sudden silence..............
Mahim came and the lady patiently got down with a humble smile towards the ladies...
For me it was like a movie scene where the hero has a glorious victory. As the train passed mahim i was smiling looking at the faces of the other females...
A few of them felt humiliated themselves...
And why all this fuss...
Just because the female in question was looking like she belonged to a lower middle class background and couldnt  afford a 1st class pass; which is because she was wearing a very plain saree which would naturally give that impression to others and that might be the truth also for all we know.
But being from a lower middle class doesnt mean she can not travel by 1st class, right?
Which made me think why is it so normal for people to make an assumption about someone from their clothes and looks.
I thought about it as i was also wearing a dull kurti as every once a while i get tired of dressing up and then i take anything that comes in my hand and wear it and move out. If it wasnt for the smart phone in my hand and my careless attitude could it have been me in that lady's place???
who knows!!!
i also agree that there are people who wrongly travel by 1st class even when they dont have a pass and am not encouraging them by any mean.
We have always heard but never practise it properly "DO NOT JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER"
I enjoyed my journey back home today for all its fun...
Sometimes i do love travelling in the mumbai railways.

also posted on yourstoryclub/author/dikshal

Wednesday 7 November 2012

What happens when a relation breaks

I got the idea of this post when i myself got a pang in my heart yesterday while walking back home.
One of my close friend stays just a few buildings away from my place and i cross his home everyday while going to and fro to my home.
But we have lost contacts now...
Which made me think...
What happens when a relation breaks???
 What do we all go through or is it just a few like me who go through it and then there are others whose life goes on like normal???
When some treasured relations break (by relations i mean friendships and other form of relations except love affairs) like some long long friendships what do people go through.
 My 1st reaction ( and i think that's wht most of us should do, if you treasure the relation) is to try and save that relation from dying. If that's within your limits you should try to sort out your differences, but sometimes there are reasons and pains bigger than your love for your dear friend and then you feel like you have to let them go.....
Wellllllll,,,,, they do call cancerians emotional fools and so even after all the pain your heart goes through, me being a true cancerian hope against all hope that the saying
"if you love someone set themfree and if they are yours they would come back"
Comes true and initially wait for people to come.
Then comes a phase where you remember all the good times you have spent toghether and again your heart yearns for it and you question yourself that doesnt the other person of this broken friendship remember any of those moments... Again sobbing and retreating in your shell because there are no answers coming your way certainly not a positive answer from the other end.
Occasionally you would even loose self control and ping or message or put up a status update for that person on your fb,watsapp,gtalk and bbm etc. Hoping that he or she reads it and reacts.
Then comes a self realization phase where you finally decide that you have to pick yourself up alone as there is no hand coming from the other end...
So like a defeated baby you pick yourself and the broken pieces of your heart together and try living life forward. Convincing yourself that life moves on...( and at the back of your mind remembering saif ali khan's famous dialogue from the movie HUM TUM : no byes ria zindagi bohat badi hai which means the story hasnt ended yet for you and your friend.)
Then you continue living your life normally...many new people enter your life a few other old ones leave your life due to some human psychological or social differences suddenly springing up between you and them or due to death..................................
but...................
life starts running with the same madening pace that it used to once upon a time.

Also i have realised that in a city like mumbai how difficult it is to bump into someone when you badly wish to bump into him or her. Which makes you realise that in mumbai's life you only meet people when you remove time for them from your schedule. You cant bump into someone even if they stay few steps away from your home. Imagine how much time of your life you gave to someone earlier when you met them and spent time with them.
But as i said life goes on...
If old friends are not there anymore you hang out with new people,you laugh,you smile,go out,party,take pics with new people,occasionally even flirt with a few and life goes on day by day month by month....
And then one fine day like yesterday....
your memories play tricks with your heart; in return your heart fucks up your mind and again in return your mind gives u that burning sensation in your heart of all the amazing time spent with that special person and that long long friemdship. you miss that person's presence in your life because once upon a time there where a few promises made as mad teenagers which you believed to be true from your end...
A promise that you would be friends for life...