One Day Batting

You open the book.Read the first line.As you are moving to the second.You suddenly remember,you are thirsty.You get up ,go to the kitchen,search for the glass ,fill it and drink water. You come back,to the study room.Re-read the second line, as you move on to the third,you feel your face is very oily ,and its hot all over the room.You get up and switch on the fan. Come back ,sit and manage to read the whole page. Next,hunger pangs.you wonder why?you had your breakfast just now,how are you hungry again..probably too much of studying..you go out ask mom,if the lunch is ready.she frowns ,points out at the clock on the wall.Dissappointed you go back to study. Another 30 min you fidget with the stationary shop around you,and the printed pages before you.Your eyes start becoming heavy..something is happening.eyelids are closing down. You are not aware ,how much time had passed by,when you hear ,mom ‘s voice.you get up and stretch yourself.You cannot make out why she is scolding you,as you pay attention to her words,she is scolding you for sleeping.oh!! did I doze off? Yes you did. Next comes lunch,with music by mom in the background.”you have only one day for the exam,and how could you sleep?There is absolutely no seriousness.you are a grown up kid …..kjdkhfhjf..jdh..hfgfvvc!” You are determined in the post lunch period-“no ,I shall not sleep.i will finish 3 chapters,in 3 hours.take 10 min break and finish the rest.tomorrow I will revise,and day after tomorrow ,will write the exam without tension.Then I will be ahead of my friends..he he he” Unfortunately,the pre lunch schedule was imminent.You repeat,the same actions-drinking water,switching on the fan,fidgeting,having a stroll,remembering something suddenly,taking a break for 10 min which continues to another 60. Its evening,dinner time.you feel very tired,and go off to bed. While going to sleep you say to yourself “I still have tomorrow.i will utilise my time very well,and finish everything.I promise.” Next day,you get up early.5.30 AM.Go brush your teeth,and sit before the book.As you look into them,the letters are dancing and are becoming hazy.The next thing you see,when you open the eyes.Bright yellow sunrays,gushing through the window sills.Its 8 already! How could I doze off!! You curse yourself. The daily routine begins,bathing ,breakfast,quarrels with sibbling,glancing at the TV….adddf..hdyfgf…hyfdggc etc Now the time is 6.00 pm.Dad comes back from office,you’re watching TV.He friendlyly asks you “All prepared beta?” still looking at the screen,you answer “yes papa.I am”You manage to sit there for 2 min,slowly you get up and go to the room.Dad’s eyes follow you .You turn back, smile and say “ last revision ,dad” and you close the door. ”Panic panic panic!!” “how could I waste my time watching tv! God tomorrow is the exam! And I know nothing.And I tell them last revision.my foot!” You sit to study.No resolutions needed,no time limits.you go on studying.Time passes by,tension is increasing,you are going at a fast pace.But the speed is not sufficient.Mom calls for dinner.Food is no longer of any interest.You study…Its 11.00,then 1.00,then 3.00,then 5.00.Atlast,you managed to give it a reading.But there are few things to brush up.You can do it ,while going to college. All set.your lucky dress,your lucky pen.You pray to your favourite God.You are eating.You wouldn’t have minded if there was grass for breakfast.your attention is not on plate,but on the last minute notes.Get up,recheck your bag,hall ticket,pen,pencil,scale.yes all is set.Bid mama good bye…and give her a tight hug.Dad is dropping you.All the way to college,your attention is on the last minute note.you are mumbling something…trying to remember the points,recheck the notes.You reach college,bid dad good bye…before he wishes you all the best,you are already into the college gate.Desperate to meet friends.”would they be all prepared?Priyanka,the topper,she would have read everything.I know”you think. As you inter the class,you can feel the tension.All look like Albert Einsteins and Newtons.” Girls did you study?All prepared?”you ask your gang of friends. “ No yaaar….One day batting .you? they ask.Relieved by their answer,you reply with a sad smile” same here.Touched the book yesterday,in its true sense” Combined study continues for half an hour.Moments later,you are sitting on your respective tables.waiting anxiously for the exam paper.you have all together,planned for a team work.After a while,the question paper is before you.You quickly glance through each question ,as you read each of them,you mumble “ yes,I know this” “ ha..this is manageble” “hmmm easy one..can write” “little thinking needed,will answer it at the end”..on the whole ,the paper was not a shock.You look at your friend ,sitting back of you,she nods with a smile.you understand: paper is easy.in case of help,we will ask each other. After the exam ,you are all happy.Discussing the answers. Deep within a voice of yours thanks someone “ Thank you GOD…next time..no one day batting “ (But you subconsciuosly know,that one day batting is imminent )

Driving is an ART in India

Driving in India is an art in India.To be precise,it is a gruelling art.While it takes a great experience to drive on the kuccha roads of our villages—it demands for an altogether different mind set and practice to drive in our metropolitans and big cities.
Shockingly,the more you practice this art ,the greater challenges you face.
This art reguires the driver to be,
· Attentive, to react to unexpected moves by the co-commuters
· Smart,to change,break and make rules when situations demand
· Patient,to tolerate the chaotic traffic with a blissful smile
This sounds like a drivers’ qualification check list.But ,believe me ,driving amidst the traffic demands not only for a thorough physical practice but a mental training too.
A regular driver needs to have a regular health check up ,just to see if his BP is under control.
You are bombarded with several emotions(anger,fear , impatience) all along your drive,that it becomes humanly impossible to have a composed day,if the mind doesn’t get trained to the impassable traffic.
Thankfully,this training happens by itself.Once you are in the war field,you learn to shield yourself.

After good years of rugged experience you might start seeing great changes within you:
You might calm down and play less heed to irritable sounds viz. unsoothning vehicle horns, loud arguments, obnoxious abuses and shrieking bus tyres.
You might begin to accept the traffic violaters,learning license drivers,confused and nervous drivers.
You might become indifferent to kuccha main roads,over flowing drainages and perennially ‘under repair’ roads

You learn the philosophy of driving “Expect the unexpected”—Day dreamers crossing the roads at their own leisure, unexpected break downs, sudden vehicle encounters from the opposite directions.

In that short span drive ,you get to know the varities of driving –The Bold Driving,The confused Driving,The careless Driving ,The Indifferent driving and lastly the Ladies Driving.
The most pitiable people amidst this violent drama,are the traffic police –The uncared,The unimportant and The Unseen.Basking under the scorching sun,the only benefit they get is the timely salary,and if they are lucky enough, they might have a bumper chance of “ fine” given by traffic violaters.

A Deliberate Mockery:

What is all this?
A deliberate mockery.
How long shall we tolerate and be a part of indifference and indiscipline.
The indifference and indiscipline among us.The public.

Marathon meetings,Excellent Budget plans,Incentive and warnings by the authorities of least help ,if the change doesn’t germinate within us.
There is no Government that is devoid of corruption and irresponsibilty.why then,are other countries progessing faster than us?
The reason : WE. The cause: OUR ATTITUDE


‘Let Go Away’ attitude must be curbed.sophistication must be cultivated.

Try not to exceed speet limits,
Try not crossing the red signal,
Try not overtaking others,
Foot paths are only for the foot pathers,enjoy the privilege….Just for one day!

This problem does not confine only to traffic,but extends to the whole of our country affairs.Be it Government,Corporates,Institutions.Everything.
We must realise that we are the means and bondage for a “change” to occur.
Believe me,as long as ‘A’ does not change,’B’ wouldn’t and ‘C’ will never.

Let us bring a meaning to the word ‘democracy’—By the people,For the people and To the people.
The mantra for today’s success is :BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE