Saturday, 22 February 2014

RAPE - "A Curse for Life"

Dec 31, 2012...

Tomorrow would be a new day, a new beginning,
Fading away the tears of past,
The pain which have been felt within,
will pave way for a new start,
I will be the one I was,
True to thy world,
still not perfect,
yet someone accepted,
I wished, I wish...




Prakriti Sharma... On the New Year’s eve, after penning down her last words hung herself to death to be relieved from the pain which she was going through every single moment. It was the pain which she never destined to suffer with. The poison which was killing her slowly, made her to surrender to the death.

Prakriti chose a fate which should have been destined for the people who were responsible for all her pains. But, we live in such a society where humanity is nowhere to be found. We only share opinions for what is right and what is not rather than uprooting something which is not right. Perhaps, sharing of opinions is the only way for us to believe that we are an active member of this hypocritical society.

There never were the days when we would have taken a stand for someone who needed it the most. Or rather, thought to help somebody keeping aside the rights and wrongs.

“The ones who suffer are the ones who are made to suffer more.”


PRAKRITI WAS DEAD”

Prakriti Sharma was born to a Business Man father and a house wife mother in an over conservative family in Kanpur, Uttar Pradesh. Prakriti was their fourth child.

“An over conservative ideology not only restricts or has limitations on abundance of things but also has a tendency for narrow mindedness.”
This was the fourth time when her parents were hoping to be blessed with a baby boy, but their hope came crashing down with Prakriti’s birth. They did not seem as happy as they were supposed to be. In a male dominated country like India, you can always find Male chauvinists for whom the gender do makes a big difference. No matter whatever the claims are; no matter how educated the people of the country would be & no matter the era which we live in, India is still not so democratic and secular. There still are the people who possess a psyche of the era gone by. It’s a sad but a true fact that there still are a lot of gender maniac people who always have believed that a male child brings prosperity whereas a female child brings investments with no returns.

Preference of a male child is still one of the major reasons behind the female foeticide & infanticide. The sex ratio for the country is 841 females for every 1000 males. Despite of the innumerable laws implemented to curb the menace; these things still take place secretively.

Prakriti, while her growing years used to be treated as an undesirable child. But she could never understand the reasons for this discrimination. All a child demand is the attention and affection of his/her parents. When you are not a part of your parent’s world, it creates a void in your life. This was the void which she wanted to fill and always used to look for the things which could make her parents happy. Although, her sisters were always supportive but she never got what she deserved.

“A bird can also survive in the cage but the life which it expects to live, is a life of freedom, in the open air”

She was like that bird. She was surviving with the support of her sisters, but she always lacked the real happiness which she could have been a part of if she would have been a boy. Whatever she do in school, whether she eat something or not, she never used to be asked about any of the things unlike her sisters. She had almost become habitual with her caged life until this day when there was a family get together in her home and all her uncle & aunts and neighbors were invited with their kids for one of her sister’s birthday. She saw one of her uncle’s playing with his daughter and wondered if she could also play with her father. Though she knew what her father’s answer would be but she quickly went to him in an optimistic hope to ask if he can play with her. He refused in anger stating that there are better things to be done.

“Hatred within you turns unexpectedly bitter with time.”

She was shattered. Hiding her tears, she went into her room. There was this neighbor who was observing all these things closely and followed her to that room.

(He was one of the close friends of her father living alone nearby to their home. He was a divorced individual and often used to go to their home for dinner)

She was silent when he knocked. She still had a hope that it would be her father at the door. She opened the gate in excitement but it was shortly lived. All her hopes collapsed. He asked her if she was fine. She didn't reply to him. He asked her twice but she preferred to keep mum. He then asked her if she would want to play the game which she saw outside. After keeping silent for a while, she agreed.

                                  Children have always been a soft target for easy lucrations.

After the game ended, he offered a chocolate to her and asked if he could be her friend. She felt loved and was very happy to get a friend in him. This friendship continued and he started going to her school to pick her up daily. Nobody at her home was aware about this and about the new friendship but this friendship came as a gift to her which seemed to fill the void in her life.

It has been truly said, “Man has a hunger for love which if he doesn't get tends to find it everywhere possible.”

She found fatherly care, motherly affection and a friendly person in him. Days passed and she started trusting him blindly. She often used to go to play at his home after the school and used to reach her home in the evening to feel less avoided and let herself calm by not being a victim of discrimination. And because nobody was worried enough, so it kept on happening for days.

And one day, when she returned from school and thought of visiting him, she found his home to be locked. She looked for him but when he couldn't be found, she started moving towards her home sadly. But to her happiness, she saw him waiting for her in his car. He told her that he was waiting for her for a long time and they would be playing a new game that day. She was excited with the surprise and readily agreed to go. He took her to a hotel and had already acquired a room before. He took her inside and asked to wait. Till this time, all she was waiting for was the new game. He started off with the rules. He told her that whatever was being shown in the television, once it gets over, they both would have to enact the same way to each other. She was not able to understand the game which she was about to be a part of. She told him that she hadn't heard of this game ever to which he quickly replied that it is a new & a different game. He switched on the television and what she saw then was something unbelievable for a 13 year old kid and which she shouldn't have seen. She was disturbed, shocked and ashamed. Ashamed of being with him, ashamed of being his friend and perhaps ashamed of the trust she had for him; she asked him to drop her home.

She was dropped at her home in the evening.

While dropping her in, he himself went to her father stating that she was at his home and was playing there.
He left after all this.

She was already an undesirable child for her father and because of his over conservative ideologies, he couldn't accept it. It was against his morals and asked her if she was really playing at the neighbor’s home. She kept mum. Prakriti didn't seem to be fine and her sisters sensed it. She was not in a condition to speak. He kept shouting to seek an answer but when she didn't speak, he started beating her. This was the first time she was physically abused by her father. Her sisters & mother tried to intervene but couldn't help her. He didn't let anyone feed her the food that night. When he slept, her sisters silently went to her to ask what she has been through. She couldn't control her tears. She was in agony not because of her father but because of the incident which took place that day.

“SHE WAS RAPED”

After she asked the neighbor to drop her home, he denied and forcibly raped her and also warned about the dire consequences if somebody was told about the incident.

While she was narrating this to her sisters, somehow her father overheard the conversation. He came from behind and dragged her to the neighbor’s home. When the neighbor opened the door, he yelled at her asking to repeat whatever she was saying at home. And while she was gathering all the courage to speak against him; he calmed her father down, took him to a different room and stated that such things shouldn't happen in front of kids and framed a different set of story altogether. He told him, that Prakriti got intimate with a fellow student in her school and he himself caught her red handed. He didn't want to spoil Prakriti’s image, so he advised her not to repeat these things again. After listening to this, the father came out in fury and didn't let Prakriti speak and dragged her back to home.

He abandoned her studies, got her name struck off the rolls from the school and made her sit at home. She was already in a disturbed state and was not able to forget what she went through. The physical bruises and the pain, the mental shock and the emotional breakdown were not letting her do that. Instead, she was in a state which was making the situation more absurd for her. She was living in a cage but she wasn't a part of it before but gradually, she started accepting things as the way they were. She was becoming a mannequin of the destiny.

Silent, secluded & lost.

It continued for some days. She was in deep pains which further couldn't be seen by her eldest sister. She made a decision of giving Prakriti what she deserved from the beginning and bringing her back to life. One fine night, she ran away with Prakriti when everyone else was sleeping at home and came to New Delhi.
They both were searched but couldn't be found and at last Prakriti’s father asked the police to trace both of them.

The eldest sister Pratha, used to be 18 then, was a strong headed girl and was brave enough to face things on her own. She contacted a local NGO after reaching Delhi. She narrated the incident to them and asked for some shelter. When asked about the place which she belongs to, Jaipur was her answer. She didn't want to let anyone know of both of their origins. She wanted to begin afresh and leave everything belonging to their past which could follow her or Prakriti.

They both started a new life. While Prakriti was still recovering from her horrifying past, Pratha began to work with the NGO and kept studying simultaneously. Her only goal was to bring Prakriti back to life. She also made Prakriti join a local school nearby. Prakriti was able to make a few friends and was coming out of her past, out of the curse which she shouldn't have been a part of. She gradually began to enjoy the life.

“Bygones of the past leave you with the beginning of the future which you can create yourself”

7 years later...

 Jan 2012...

Prakriti, now a 22 year old independent girl was an inspiration to many of her NGO friends and the kids who belonged to it. Her survival, the way she recovered and changed everything used to impress many. She had become a tutor at a private coaching institute and was preparing to be a Government teacher. Happy in her life without a cage, Prakriti and Pratha started living together in a separate rented flat. Prakriti used to relive her childhood while teaching all her students.

For a teacher, the most challenging situation is to make everyone believe that they are equally treated. Although, it can be difficult at times to treat everyone equally but attention is what every child seeks, so it’s always better to set the expectation right with each one.

She used to teach the students of standard XI-XII. The students of std.XII were difficult to deal with. They were a bunch of irresponsible, misbehaving and disobeying students. The more she tried to form a bond with them, the harder it used to get. That was the most difficult phase for her as a teacher.

After constant failures, she started off with students who cared to study despite everything else they do.
She was successful. It became easier to deal with them. Most of them started listening to her. But, the challenge now was to make them believe that they are equally treated. There was one student who was repeating the class again. All those days, she used to focus more on him to make him learn & understand properly. And because he was weak in the studies, she also used to give him home tuitions to prepare him well enough so that he could pass the exams. There was one more student who didn't respect her at all and used to make a mockery of her in front of all the fellow students. He was one uncontrolled brat. Though she was aware about it, but used to ignore all such things.

“Ignorance can be a big resolution but sometimes it works otherwise.”


She didn't want to confront him, but one day he made it so terrible for her that she had to react. She asked him to leave the class and bring his parents the next day. After the classes were over, he stopped her.
He: What’s your problem? Do you know who I am?

She: I don’t have any problem. And, I don’t need to know who you are. For me, you are a shameful student who does not know how to respect his teacher.
He: Oh really! Why do you think I should respect you? Have you ever tried to shift your focus on other students? No! Am I right? Just because that person is fulfilling your physical desires Ms. Prakriti...

She: Is that what you wanted to say? I thought you would be sorry for what you have done in the past. Bring your parents tomorrow.

She left frustratingly...

Metro Cities are now witnessing a phase in which the teenage is less observed with innocence, and more with adultery.

(The new age teenagers are informative than ever, more free and with extremely busy parents, less fearful than ever)

He went home and told his parents about it. When asked about the reason, he framed a story that Prakriti only focuses on some students and do not treat everyone equally and stated, “Because I raised my voice against it, I have been asked to bring both of you.” Despite all of his statements, his parents were aware about his wrongdoings.

“No matter how hard you try to hide the things, to hide the truth, the fact is that it is always known but seldom accepted”

June 1st, 2012...

His parents came to meet Prakriti. She asked him to wait outside. Before she could even begin to talk with them, they both told her, that the way she teaches the students is not the correct way. And if she would continue to be partial with others, they would have to take a strict action.

Prakriti: I am sure you have been presented with a story of which I am a negative part.

Mother: Everything told can’t be a story. I can understand that all of the things can’t be true but everything being untrue is hard to be gulped down.

Prakriti: I do understand your point Ma’am. What you have been conveyed is one face of the coin but as we all know it has two faces.

Father: So, What’s the other part of this?

Prakriti: The other part is that there is a student in the same batch of your son and he failed last year.

So, for some days now, I have been focusing more on him to make him understand & learn properly so that he can clear all the exams this time. Having said this, it 
doesn't mean I don’t concentrate on other students. No other student has an issue except your son. Do you even know, what did he say yesterday? I feel ashamed while restating all that. And sometimes, he doesn't even attend the class as well.

Mother: (silent) I am not sure what did he say. I don’t want to know either. What I can take as an inference from most of the things is that my son is going out of our control and because we stay busy with work most of the times, we hardly get time to check what he does. I can only request you to take best care of him.

Prakriti: as a very first thing, you should make him understand how to behave with his teachers. And also, try to take out some more time for him.

Father: We will make him understand. There’s only one request. If you can give him a home tuition as well like the other student, we are sure that he will change gradually. We have a lot of faith in you.

Prakriti: Alright! But I would be requiring your presence while I teach him at home.

Mother: Sure! We assure you of this.

She began to teach him at home as well. Days passed and things were going fine. She didn't come across any issue while teaching him at his home. She started believing that she had conquered the most difficult phase of her career. It was almost a month.

June 30th 2012...

It was the last day of the month and both of his parents were having scheduled meetings in the office. His mother even informed Prakriti about it but she started believing that she would not face any issue in the absence of his parents.That day, none of his parents were at home. After Prakriti reached, she asked him for water. He went in and added a tasteless soluble dosage of a medicine in the glass of water (usually given to the patients to make them unconscious). He offered it to Prakriti and she drank all of it.
And while she was giving him questions to solve, she started feeling drowsy and eventually got unconscious. He stood and poured water on her to check if she is in her senses. When she didn't respond, he understood that she was unconscious.

An hour later...

She regained consciousness. And before she could even understand properly what has happened, Prakriti was shocked and devastated. She was exploited again. The footprints of the horrifying past didn't leave her. And while she was gathering herself up, he told her not to complain against him in future.

He: Don’t you think we should have more sessions like these? Rather when you are awake... I believe in a tit for a tat... So, make sure that you don’t cross my way again...

She was broken. Again! She covered herself up and left his home.

Shameful! Demon! Brat...!

Blah! Blah! Blah! We would be having many more words like these to relate to the situation, especially to the teenage boy who did this. But, believe it or not, this is an actual mirror to the society we are living in. The psyche of a major part of the dominating gender has always been like this. The only difference is that it now affects the teenage as well.

He never understood his mistake. He was only looking for an opportunity to take the revenge, to teach her a lesson so she doesn't speak against him. He knew what he did, but didn't know its implications. It’s just that he found it to be an easier way to take revenge.

Prakriti was quiet and disturbed. It was when Pratha asked her about the issue, she broke down in tears and spoke about the curse which was laid on her. Pratha was a stronger woman this time. All those years of sufferings, she has learnt to be able to stand for the things which are wrong and to speak for the things which are right. She took Prakriti to the hospital to get the proof that she was raped. Once doctor confirmed, she took her to the police station to get the FIR lodged against that person.  Pratha didn't want to see Prakriti in the same secluded state in which she used to be before. Prakriti’s childhood murmurs of getting abused physically by their neighbor still used to resound in her ears. She made every possible thing to make sure that he was punished for what he has done. It was Pratha’s efforts only that he was suspended from the school.

And because rape is severe crime treated with zero tolerance, so he was arrested.

But once this news out broke to his parents, they left astonished. It’s never possible for a parent to believe that his child is involved in such a heinous activity. They didn't believe it. His father was a very resourceful man, so he was able to get him out on bail. When they asked him about the whole allegation which has been put against him, he clearly denied it stating “I can never think of doing it to anyone, you know she is after me since school, she just want to destroy my career.” This time, he was able to convince both of his parents. They agreed that their son is not wrong, and Prakriti surely has wrongful intentions.

On the other hand, Pratha went over to file a case for rape against him in the jurisdiction courts.

It has been often observed that jurisdiction courts in India has failed to give timely justice to most of the victims, whether they file a case for rape, dowry, murder, loot, molestation and a lot of other things. Cases remain pending for days, months, years & decades depending upon their complexity. For a case as popular as Arushi’s murder case, it took more than 5 years for our jurisdiction to decide the fate of the culprits. For Jessica Lal’s case, it took even longer, rather more than a decade.

Justice delayed is Justice denied. Most of us have heard this phrase. But, it’s not applicable in our country. Our country seems to believe in a different ideology. An ideology according to which justice being done with a delay is nothing less than justice. We have seen the victims dying who appealed for the justice during this process but that is a different case altogether.

The day was finalized for the hearing. He was presented in the juvenile jurisdiction court as he still had to attain an age of 18, an age which is necessary for any individual to be able to get presented in the higher jurisdiction courts even though they are framed for crimes as big as rape, murder.

Medical Certificates, FIR, a lot of proofs were submitted. The case began. Then, it was the arguments from the defense and her lawyer which made her feel even disgusted. Things which could have been avoided easily were presented in a manner which made her feel more ashamed.

After several repeated hearings, nothing concrete was coming out of the court room. Then came the final date of hearing, the judgment day...

Dec 30th, 2012...

With all the evidences shown and arguments acknowledged, he got convicted on the charges of rape. But, because he was still a minor in the constitutional terms, so he was sent to the jail for juveniles for three months.

3 months jail to a minor on charges of rape? How is it justified? If a person who knows how to rape, how can he be considered as a minor? These all are the questions which always hover and bog our heads down but we always end up leaving things on their own...

Pratha was happy by seeing him behind the bars. But, there was something which was going in Prakriti’s heart. She didn't show any reactions when he was announced as the culprit. She was quiet like she used to be. Pratha tried cheering her up and praised her to be brave enough to fight it. She made every possible attempt to make her feel relaxed. Prakriti also smiled. But, this time it was not Prakriti who smiled, it was the efforts made by Pratha which made her do that.

December 31st, 2012...

Prakriti took a day off from the tuitions and remained at home for all the day. Pratha had important meetings to be closed that day. Before leaving for office, she made sure that Prakriti is fine. Prakriti as usual didn't want to disturb Pratha anymore, it seemed as if she was giving up on things but didn't want Pratha to know about it. She smiled and let Pratha leave for the office.

With a past which seen discrimination, ignorance, trauma, physical abuse, rape, separation from family, an independent life, she has been through all of it... This incident broke her from inside and even killed that ray of hope to live, to revive again... She lost her world when she met her past again... It was the efforts made by Pratha which kept her alive. And then, it was a dark end for her when the three months of punishment was proved to be equivalent with the devastation of her life.

Before leaving for another journey, she tried explaining her state of mind in a letter to Pratha who gave her a life which her parents could not.


Tomorrow would be a new day, a new beginning,
Fading away the tears of past,
The pain which have been felt within,
will pave way for a new start,
I will be the one I was,
True to thy world,
still not perfect,
yet someone accepted,
I wished, I wish...

This embarks a new journey,
to a place which knows no difference,
where equality is the God,
and preaching it is the worship,
with a smile on my face,
and love in my heart,
I will move on afresh,
I wished I could stay longer,
but this is the moment,
Tomorrow would be a new day, a new beginning,
for me, for us,
and I will be the one I was,
True to thy world,
still not perfect,
yet someone accepted,
I wished, I wish...


Whenever something like this happens, we always say that it’s a black day in the history. It’s a failure for us that we were not able to save our people. But do we actually know why it happens? It’s absolutely true that there are things which are beyond our control but have we actually controlled the things which we can... The answer is no, we haven’t. If Prakriti’s parents would have been giving more attention to her, their neighbor never would have tried doing that. If the parents of the accused would be able to give him more time, then was he able to do what he did? The answer is a no again, he couldn't.

 There are hundreds or thousands of girls who are raped daily and most of the cases go unnoticed. Do we need to punish the people who are responsible for this? Yes we need to. But, there is a better thing which we can do. Almost all of us know that prevention is always better than cure. So, to prevent it, we need to prevent the psyche. We need to make people educated about the consequences of these heinous crimes on the other person’s life.

Until and unless we correct things within us, within our homes, nothing can go right.

This is the time and need of the hour! Everyone knows the difference, so it is better to make this world a better place to live for each other...

Monday, 9 December 2013


RAPE - "A Curse for Life"

(COMING SOON)...





When a girl's life is ruined, it brings about a curse... A curse which she either refuses to live with just to die or perhaps which she accepts to live with only to die a slow death...

In a world in which we talk about gender equality and women empowerment, the truth is bitter and hard to be believed...

No matter how much a man respects the other gender, but if only a moment can change the beliefs and the perspectives, then certainly it’s not only a curse for the victim, but is for all of us rather, A Curse for Life...

Friday, 4 October 2013

A Dark Change...


Life to the Dark...






Of the darkness within,
A trail continues with life,
A trail of lies,
A trail of disguise,
Shadows seems to fade,
In a new moon night,
Nothing seems to be,
The witness of the twilight,
Apart from the one,
Soul residing inside,
When the beginning,
Turns to an end,
Still remains is a hope,
A hope for the change,
A change for betterment,
Towards a new life,
Towards a fresh horizon,
Leaving behind the dusk,
To pave way for the dawn,
To a tomorrow of dreams,
To the desires unexplored,
When there would be a change,
And the change would be you!



Friday, 20 September 2013

A Valley called Life...






A valley called life...






Life is a valley,
With the dark inside,
Prevailing with silence,
In a hope for tomorrow,
Giving life to the dreams,
Dreams which never came true,
Still existing somewhere in mind,
To witness the other side,
To conquer the light,
And to surrender the dark,
Walking through the extreme,
In the fields not known,
To the extent of being,
To be or not be…

Sunday, 18 August 2013

Life in a Metro...




Life in a Metro...

Day 4, Thursday...


With different experiences for the first three days of the week, from the exhaustible journey to the encounters of love, I had it all. Till now, life had never been so random before. Travelling in ‘Metro’ itself gives your life a different dimension altogether where your short span of journey may consists of lifelong learning. And if you are still left with your share, then we have our own ‘Metro’ city, DELHI to enthrall us with its naive yet complicated charm each time.


   It was ‘4’ in the morning when the phone started ringing. Ignored initially but I ended up switching the phone off as it kept on ringing. After a tiring and exhausting journey, it is not easy to wake up from sleep which we hardly get these days. But even after the phone was set off, the restlessness was still there.  Eyes weren’t open but the curiosity didn't let the peace to prevail and apprehensive mind kept on hovering on different possibilities. After exhausting almost all the apprehensions, I finally woke up with frustration and anger. Set the phone on and all of a sudden the anger and frustration turned into euphoria. It was my childhood school friend who called up after a long time.


We all breathe in such a fast paced life that we don’t get the time to meet ourselves even, so friends, family, relatives and everyone connected to us becomes secondary. We forget or perhaps refuse to remember our own identity, the purpose of our survival and succumb to this life as the way it comes. Not to blame ourselves, we don’t have a choice    but even if we would have, we prefer to overlook the options. And for some who overlook and try to step off the hierarchy, meets with the ego which restricts them to initiate, to initiate by their own.


“We all prefer to be loved rather than rendering the same”


  As I firmly believe that we all are remembered not for the way we were but for the choices we made. So, I chose to be the way I am now. I immediately called him back.


Post completion of school, he moved to Bangalore and it was rare that we used to meet and whenever we did, it used to be for a few hours. And owing to the habits which this life let an individual develop, we also become habitual of the same lately. When we could share our sorrows, our joys, our lives with each other, we used to discuss the way our organization works, the position we possess, the flexibility in the work environment and all the formal things. It’s not that we did not wanted to talk, we did want to, but the sense of togetherness was lost. We used to talk but only for the purpose of it. We had forgotten ourselves, our individuality and became a follower of the league which we never supposed to.


I called him back. He picked up and asked if we could meet. He was supposed to leave the same evening. I was really happy and the moment I was about to say a ‘yes’, I realized that it was a client meet that day and most importantly, I was leading that project.  I informed the same to him but I really wanted to meet. Sometimes, life renders such moments which give momentarily happiness making you realize  the importance of things but when you get attached and begin to perceive in that manner, all it seems as a bluff.


  Getting a call from my friend to meet up after a long time was supposed to be a cherishing moment but like always, destiny again restricted my pathways. I was already upset after almost getting disturbed with the ring of the phone call and then there was this plan which got haywire. No one wishes such a disturbed morning. It was 5:00 by the time it all happened. Neither I could sleep, nor could I get ready to go to office then. Still laid on the bed with no peace in mind and then the restlessness prevailed.


After starting the day on a disgusted note, it seemed so dull. And to add to the woes was the routine which desirably or undesirably became a part of my life. Followed it as usual, had breakfast and departed for office. I resembled an irritated duckling. When I tried to enter the bus, there were people who didn't let me enter. Frustrated with the things, I end up shouting on the crowd. I furiously hired an auto-rickshaw to reach to the Metro station. The fare was almost ten times the fare of bus. Another issue faced by Metro cities. The Public Transport buses are either not on time or are jam packed where you can’t even imagine entering. As a result, the Auto-Rickshaw drivers take full advantage of the crisis cheating public to an extent where it end up falling prey to all these malpractices.


“Life in a metro has a virtue of colors of which mostly are the shades of black”


It is rightly said, your surroundings reflect whatever you feel. The environment seemed dull as I was feeling low. I boarded the ‘Metro’ train with all the projections for client meeting in mind. Till this time, it was clear that I would not be meeting my friend. But as always, no matter how hard you try, whatever has to happen have to happen... Fate dominates the reality. ‘You never get more than what is yours and not before the time is right.’


  A couple entered on one of the station. They seemed to be in a hurry. The husband requested a man to give the seat to his wife as she was pregnant and expecting a child soon. But as there is god, there is devil. The city comprises of people who are always ready to help, and there also are the ones who never help, yet another flavor of the ‘Metro’ city. The man didn't give her the seat. Moreover, he advised the husband to take her to the first coach, which is reserved for ladies despite of knowing her condition. Metro cities commonly witness people who are always up for ‘free’ advice but when it comes to helping others, they prefer to handover the pleasure to others.


And while all this was happening, ‘Metro’ stopped with strong breaks amidst two stations. Mobile network also lost the coverage. We were totally stuck and amongst the most affected was the pregnant lady. She started getting labor pains. She was weeping out loud. On one hand, it was ‘Metro’ which stopped and it was the suffering lady on the other. ‘Metro’ was resounded by her screams. At one point, everyone felt helpless. The worst part was to see her husband seeking for help, crying out, asking everyone if something could be done...


  This day was the worst day ever witnessed in a ‘Metro’. But what happened afterwards turned the worst into best. Little did we know in our lives that there still are people who care for the fellow humans, for their lives. Believe it as the presence of God or regard it as any supernatural energy but there was something which made all of us realize that miracles do happen.


There was a middle aged woman who came out to help her. She asked everyone to move to a different coach except for a few other women who could help. Some of them covered her with a cloth and that lady carried out the delivery. While all this happened, I witnessed something which we hardly encounter these days. Almost everyone in ‘Metro’ was praying for the safety of that lady and her newborn.


AND A FEW MINUTES LATER...


The ‘Metro’ resounded with the cries of the infant. The lady spoke aloud, “We got a baby boy”. That was a sigh of relief for all of us and especially for the father. He burst into tears thanking all the people who helped. There was calmness and peace which prevailed all across the ‘Metro’. Amidst all this, I forgot my frustration completely and was rather involved with the emotions of the people who I didn't even know. Same would be the case for many other as well.


  We all are humans and there is a human in all of us. Preference is an option. We all ignore to choose the human living in us. That day, we all chose humanity above all. The reward was to see a family united, a father’s peaceful smile, a mother’s joy and an infant cries. Though the reward doesn't seem to have a value, but this reward was simply priceless and incomparable.


Metro staff informed the doctors on the arriving station. The fault was corrected and the services resumed again. Metro finally reached to a station after getting stuck for almost an hour. And then an announcement was made, “The baby boy who took birth in a ‘Metro’ is declared to be the Mascot for Delhi ‘Metro’. “Metro rumbled with a big applaud. This experience, this journey became exhilarating for all of us.


  And finally the mobile network also began to work. As soon as it got into range, the phone again started ringing. It was a call from the office. Whenever you know you have been called by your boss, it certainly is not a good feeling especially when you know that you are late to office.  I picked the call and began to give an explanation to the boss. Whatever he said, was also once in a while experience. Generosity is not his cup of tea, but he was generous that day.

Me: - Hello Boss! Good Morning! I am really sorry. This Metro! I am really pissed off now. Their services again collapsed today.

He: - Yeah! I know. It’s getting worse with more and more people opting for it. I also reached the office late today. Anyways, the meeting got canceled.

Me: - What? How it got canceled? It was an important meeting for the clients.
He: - Clients also got late and then postponed the meeting. At least, Metro is helpful to some of us.

(We both burst into laugh but the moment when you get to know that your boss is also late is surely a peaceful feeling and I can vouch for it!)

Me: - Alright Boss! That sounds really good. I was tensed (though I was not).

He: - That’s OK!  You may take an off today. Tomorrow is another important review. Prepare for it.

Me: - Oh! Thank you so much Boss!

He: - OK then! See you at review tomorrow.

Me: - Sure Boss! Thank you once again. Bye.

Whenever you desperately need something, you usually don’t get it but the moment you lose the hope of getting it, you get it. Life though ironical is nothing less than a fictional thriller in which you can never determine what the end would be until it arrives.


  The moment he asked me to stay back and take a leave, I called my friend and to all my surprise he was still there in the city. I boarded the ‘Metro’ again to meet him to rejuvenate all the bonds which got strong with tides of time...


And that concludes the journey which started on a dull note. All our life, we mostly spend our time thinking what could have been possibly true and what we could have done. We always strive for betterment and that is something which we always aim for, but there is no end to this search of betterment. And, we compromise or learn to compromise what we have despite of its utmost importance. It’s not that we don’t realize, the sense of realization is always there but there always lies a preference, a preference which we all opt for.


“Life in a Metro” is a journey which not only reflects important aspects towards an individual’s journey of life but also helps to differentiate the preference. A preference can change an individual’s life.


“Life in a Metro is a never ending tale which began just to continue forever”




Sunday, 12 May 2013

Soul of God...

Soul of God

 I came to this world,
With a destiny less known,
In a life given by you,
With a belief less shown,
To all the care,
To all the words,
To all the emotions,
To the things you shared,
But you were there,
Each and every time,
To hold when I fell,
To give what I lost,
To console when I was sad,
To pamper when I was happy,
You rendered a heaven,
With all your blessings,
And the love inside you,
Without expectations of return,
You have always been,
A moon in blue,
In the ups and downs,
In the lows and the highs,
In every victory and each defeat,
You stood in each moment through,
Giving me the momentum to pace,
Giving me the stability to face,
The unknown risks in life,
To let me walk,
The trodden paths less traveled,
Mere words are not enough,
To thank you for,
Everything you have done,
Such is the aura,
Of your presence in my life...

-Shantanu Sunil Saxena