Humans are Disgusting.......

           it was exactly ticking 1 PM in my watch ... was waiting for the GREEN signal... A hot sultry afternoon but still i could see people all over the road.... the road was completely jam packed with pedestrians and vehicles... could see a kind of chaos in their faces... all were busy shopping...... 

still  40 seconds left for the GREEN... 

i was waiting just close to the divider to take a right turn... happened to see an old man in his late 80's probably, he  was standing on the footpath just opposite to where i was stationed with my bike.....he was begging for money .. he was carrying few coins on his battered copper plate..... 

 20 seconds left for he GREEN.... 

i saw a teen couple just running across the pedestrian crossing....

 10 seconds for the GREEN... 

what i heard next is the crying of the Old man.... i saw his plate on the road and his coins spilled over the foot path and the road..... 

RED-YELLOW-GREEN....  

with the seconds counting .... and the vehicles behind me honking at me to move...  instead of taking a right turn i took a U and came to the same place where i saw the most disturbing scene.......

A traffic police man was beating up the old man ...... I saw the poor man roiling on the floor for collecting the spilled over coins.....it was the two teenagers who collided with the old man and the coins where spilled over the road and the footpath... the man was in tears .... searching for the coins in the road..... the police was beating up the old man....  i could not digest the fact that a 35 year old police is beating an 80+ year old man ..... Completely Insane...!!! he was shouting  " please don't beat me, i want to feed my grand daughter tonight, and i have lost all my coins in the road, please help me.... "  The police man dragged him off the road ... and was beating the old man hardly.... some were watching this scene.. and some were not even bothered about what was happening.... was helpless...

  Again the GREEN showed ... took a right turn.... 

 on my way back home i saw ANIMALS on the road..... i saw animals on the Car , bike , bus ... i saw Animals every where.... i saw animals with their packed shopping bags walking on the roads... i saw fox , scavengers.... on the road...the humans were missing.. i saw dogs(Humans) everywhere.. i saw dogs coming out of office.. from banks counting money its hands.. saw dogs fighting for a seat in the bus... i saw dogs standing in a queue for money in ATM.... i saw animals everywhere..... 

Was so disturbed by the scene... we are actually turning insane... 

The thought of an 80 year old man getting beaten up badly by a 35 year old traffic police was really haunting me.... 

 Came home , tried to sleep for a while... but the thought was haunting me again and again....

people are after fame, money.... they are materialistic, opportunistic,Selfish, Cunning with their cruel intentions.... 

 No Compassion.. there is nothing called brotherhood.... Love , Caring .... 

In the Name of Development... we are marginalising a section of people..... 

No one is there to care for those who are aloofed by this Capitalistic System....

Compassion is now Replaced by Capitalism in the society.....

Humans are turning crooked and wicked.....

We Humans are Disgusting.......

 

Keep Moving.....!!

.....i love to share a story of someone who actually inspired Millions....... when ever i am down with some trouble or pain.... i used to play a video which i downloaded two months back.... the video is about a true story of a boy in his teens... the boy is totally blinded and his legs are crippled.. he was born with this handicap.. when he was born,their parents were totally shattered and devastated on seeing their baby with that condition ........
but then one day... his Dad found a hidden talent in the boy... he found the boy was hitting the right keys of the piano with ease ... he was able to make tunes of "Twinkle twinkle little star"... he was just 9 months old then..!! ... His Dad pruned his talents accordingly.encouraged him in the "sound of music".....the shattered parents gained confidence from their child's fascination in music....
He is now 17 .. and is now performing for the American Football Musical Bands...he also plays for various concerts and program............. The name of the boy who inspired the Millions across America is

Patrick Henry Hughes, pianist and vocalist.

No matter what you are and what disabilities you have.. its the guts and daring to fight against all odds pays..... the attitudes within speaks more than anything in this world........
Just don't care about anyone ........care only for your loved ones around.....your true friends,Parents,siblings... these people will Push you towards the Horizon of happiness through success......
i am skeptic about Love sometimes...... just an Infatuation haunting every now and then.. a multiple Illusion...... was once getting more distracted to this illusion....todays youth are more pulled and distracted to so called "love".......... true love is a mature love....... the best example of true love is this:

Valentine gift

Free yourself from the clutches of those unwanted Infatuations ... haunted by thoughts.... a waste of time......

KEEP MOVING, NEVER EVER PAUSE....!!!!!

Namesake....

.......i am not good in judging people.... coz i hate to do that... i hate people snooping in others life......... i sometimes get irritated when some people do that.... i coin them 'Fake friends'....
......like to be open and straight forward to those who trust me.... but the more you are frank and honest to a 'fake friend' the more you are vulnerable to back stabbing..and you will realize his 'Fakeness' only after the stabbing......... i have experienced that.....these fake people will be with you till there primary motive gets satisfied........

Now am really careful in dealing with those people......... but some times my usual flow or the 'Real me' comes in............after passing out my graduation from a wonderful college with damn real and sweet friends... i stepped in my PG college life... first few trimesters i was the same 'UG college guy'.. nothing changed in me.. used to be very close to people and make friends very quickly... later i realized making friends quickly was like getting stuck in a 'Quick sand' .. u get stuck in nowhere...i respect and believe in Trusted flawless friendship..... i strongly believe in the following statement:
"One who gossips to you will gossip about you"
its 200% true.....i have gossiped...... Now i am realizing how stupid to talk ill about someone when u have dirt in you......
True friend hits u from front... while a fake one stabs from back......
its better to be in solitude with good Music around than to be with a Namesake friend.........

'Friends never betray you, only people you thought were your friends."
- T.Mike Runger

Too be continued.......

Bliss in Chaos......

Hmm………..having posted my first scribbling my mind started thinking abt next one….shall I write abt my past or present or future….out of these I cant able to write abt my future...bcoz am very powerless to know what will exactly happen after 10 minutes…after a minute too…Let me begin with the present in which I have my presence and it may turn into past as memories
Yet to live for 15 more days to complete a year living in mumbai, I never dreamt that my professional life will start off in this fastest city….got a gud stay in apartment at Bandra surrounded by slums near by….i suppose to walk twice a day through the small streets while going to office…
I have never been to such a place and never known the persons who are living in those chowbattis….here people named slums as chowbatti….i wondered sometimes “what are they doing for their daily bread???....do they live comfortably in chowbattis???...Sometimes quarrels between neighbors wakes me up at midnight….they always fight for space that is their basic right....It was always irritating and disturbs my sleep…..Being used to that I have made up my mind to answer those questions which aroused from the same mind….
“It’s their fate to have a painful life in those chowbattis” that was the answer which I had during my first three months stay…I slowly realized that my so called presumption was wrong, after seeing the chowbatti's are celebrating festivals around the year….Be a diwali, dasara or Christmas or newyear they are united and spending quality time with others….they celebrated the festivals as if they belong to same family with no barriers between them…they are the owners of the day….not only those are the time they united but also during rainy days ….from kids to youngsters and from youngsters to old they strain themselves in preventing rainwater entering into their small nests….in between they helped others to pass by safely….they did it with kindheartedness…though they are uneducated I have a lot to learn from them….

I made up my mind that ‘good and bad never comes in a separate pack; it’s up to the eyes which separates those”

my first scribbling....

Three months ago, I believed this wud never happen in my life….i knew chandru since my college days…we discuss a lot abt nature and we share the same platform while talking abt books & people….he is also the one who forces me to read more books….

One night we were discussing abt “how things are changing in life and are we accepting those changes or denying it by our own thoughts and experiences”…while conversing for a long time he just threw a seed on my mind abt penning down those thoughts and experiences as a blog…I yelled at him and I told him to do some ‘gud’ work….

He was repeatedly telling me to write…though i was writing personal one....i hesitated first bcoz I feel am not gud in articulating my views in this one……I thought he will forget and he never ask me for anymore….A couple of weeks later he called me for co-authoring his blog……I thought he is getting mad and making fun of me too…..i said I will try……he finally won in changing my mind to co-author his blog…..

Last Saturday, I was working in office, I got a call from chandru to name our blog….he just told me the blog shud be our expressions towards life..he went on telling me the labels on which we are going to write but not the name of the blog…..this is as similar as ”having a new born baby in hand without a name”….as a main-author he told me to choose a name which shud be attractive and also a catchy caption which suits the name…

On Sunday morning both were thinking the same……I called him and suggested a name “Impressions” with a caption “An inquiry of thoughts”….As the discussion goes he was satisfied with the name and caption but I found something missing in this bcoz we are not going to write abt thoughts but also the experiences…and we don’t want to exaggerate our scribbling by giving name as impressions....We thought of something unique and amateur..Unfortunately unique ones are finding hard to come into our mind…amateur one enters easily…

While zeroing down the names…. “Graffiti” was born with a caption “An impression of thoughts & experiences”…..according to me thoughts have no form and shape…it goes parallel with experiences we gain in life but for sure it keeps on changing from one to another either gud or bad…its upto a mind how it is accepting that…

Having Grown up in a vernacular environment I dismay u all at times in expressing my views in an acceptable way…..if I do a interesting job beyond my control all the credit goes to the people who I have acquainted with and yet to be acquainted further…they are the few making me to move ahead in my life…am just the owner of mistakes in my life….mistakes which leads to perfection…

.i put pen to paper abt the pebbles which I have collected in the shore of my life…having a silent ocean of experiences to explore in front of me….