I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE ....HMMMMM.......HMMMM........ AM I SURE?

hi everybody
i thought about writing on this topic 'coz have you all wondered what we always wanted to be right from the time we started uttering words
just take ur wheel of memories in a reverse gear n u wud also wonder"ya !it always changed"

so here i am just trying to recall "WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED TO BE" 

when i first stepped into school i came across our class teacher "miss priya chablani" so pretty,so beautiful,so lovely to talk n everybody loved her she entered school empty handed n went away with a bunch of flowers ,every girl/boy wanted to share tiffin with her so i wanted to be like priya mam -a teacher

Then started another journey dad gifted me a colourful story book called"CINDRELLA"on my birthday n believe me all through my dreams i wanted to be cindrella ,one day i infact woke up to wash dishes n to look for the pumpkin cart n magical shoes those days...........very like fairy tales........in search of a charming prince
Then i came out of this dilemma that life is not a fairy tale n cindrella's fever ended up my great grandmother came to live with us from our village n like every elderly she also took her moral duty to entertain us with raja-rani,good vs evil,tales n one fine day she told us stories about India's freedom struggle she was an eye witness to it n  narrated to us in her own peculiar way with a tag line"fir bhi aaj ke jamene se angrezi raaz behtar tha" we were a;ways glued to her intresting stories full of bravery,valour n patriotism n one fine day came the story of "rani lakshmi bai"omg........i was so impressed n yes that was i wanted to be

"khub ladi mardani wo to jhansi wali rani thi"
a woman fighting against all odds for her country,for her self respect n no less than a man yes i wanted to be like that only

FIR ek din  we were asked by our house incharge to prepare a house board on "mother teresa" collecting information about her n reading about her made me realize how great the lady was so frnds 4 a time being i wanted to be mother teresa also

It was 1994 n sushmita sen became miss universe n it was "SUSH N AISH" everywhere media was full of praises indian women were recognized globaly n indeed they repesented a medium of change that was creeping into women's society i loved sush 4 that n yes .......... no need to repeat 
As i grew up i realized i was more affected by things happening around us social change,politics was my area of intrest thanx to my family where there always occured healthy discussions about political happennings my mom always adored "INDIRA GANDHI" n every discussion ended with my mom's statement"par indira ji jaisa dusra nahi aa sakta"

so when my ideas started taking proper shape i wanted to be like indira ji-a woman of fierce determination,substance,strong determination n having her own important place in a men's world

In between my heart felt with joy when "Kalpana Chawla"became 1st indian woman to go into space i loved her for her marvellous achievement,down to earth personality n simplicity

But u know what ?now i wanna be me n only me .i dont wanna be anybody else i want to be known by"Dr Pooja Tripathi" of whom my family n frnds be proud of
"I look around me
and my eyes confound me
and its coming into sight
at last happiness has found me
i dont have to search anymore 
all this time it was me i was looking for
in the dark i have found light
n it feels like never before"
sehar.........................................

THE BOY WHO WANTED TO MARRY ME.......................

I KNOW EVERYBODY MUST BE WONDERING WHAT AM I TRYING TO SAY????????????????

SS

SO  HERE I AM BACK TO DISCUSS WITH U ALL

A STORY ,A REAL ONE N ITS NOT ROMANTIC BUT FULL

OF LOVE,CARE N COMPASSION INDEED

 it happened one fine day when i was a "house surgeon" in the department of "pedodontia"(for my non medico frnds its a dept. for children) n it was a lazy afternoon when this 7 year boy called"DIVYANSH" came in with the help of his father n just tossing the nearby things so that he may not crash with them

At one view it appeared he was blind but as i went closer i came to

i asked his dad about him to which he said"namaste madamji"in his "tuti futi"speech n he instantly replied ki "mere daant me bahut dard hota hai" i asked his father the child's history n then i came to know that they lived in suburb region called "basna" Divyansh was a sick child from a younger age n they showed him to a local,quack doctor

know that not only his sight but also his speech was impaired

but when his health deteriorated they brought him to raipur n then thru the very experienced pediatrician  "padamshree Dr A. T. Dabke"they came to know that he had brain tumour n wwas in a very advanced stage n was referred to tata memorial ,mumbai where he underwent a surgery where he lost his sight n speeech partialy

"Divyansh" was a weak child.frail looking,almost no hair ,in pain but everyday in his 2.30 appointments he came wearing a smile on his face n his particular "namaste madamji" i loved the sitting i had with him i gradualy came to understand his stammering speech n we had a long talk also he was an exceptionaly brave child n always said "injection se to ladkiya roti hai ladke nahi" 

n then one day i asked him"bade hoke kya banoge" he replied "doctor" i asked "kyu" n answer was"mai un sab logo ko injection lagaunga jinhone meko lagaya hai aur sab bimari ka ilaaj nikalunga"

first time i realized what emotional turmoil n pain he is going through to carry the conversation on i asked "fir dr banke kya karoge" he said "shaadi" i asked with whom n answer was"mai aapse shaadi karunga madamji" i laughed with tears in my eyes

so"HE WAS THE BOY WHO WANTED TO MARRY ME............."

one day he didn't come ,other day also n then three days i called his home n his mother told he has gone to mumbai for a surgery i prayed for the child n after many weeks divyansh slept out of my mind n one fine day i got a call from his father saying that they are celebrating his bday 'coz maybe this was his last one n on his special demand he wanted to invite his "madamji"

on 6th may i went to his home n my eyes searching 4 the boy who proposed me n there was divyansh wearing his bday cap n so weak so frail n his vision lost completely he was happy to know that "madamji aayi hai" the party continued n i cud clearly see the smile on family's faces n pain in their eyes party went on with antakshari,fun games etc

then i  bid him goodbye as i wanted to run from that place as soon as i cud i kissed on his forehead n he asked will i come in his next bday also?knowing that this promise cud be never kept i promised n then said goodbye to everyone suddenly he called from back "madamjiiiiiiiiii"i turned n there he was offering me the same old "coconut toffee"which he used to bring in his appointments

i still wonder how he may be?but cant gather the courage to call at his home

I MISS YOU DIVYANSH ALWAYS IN MY MEMORIES 

IT MAY NOT HAVE BEEN A ROMANTIC MARRIAGE PROPOSAL BUT INDEED THE SWEETEST A GIRL CAN EVER HAVE

"GOD TOOK A LOOK AROUND HIS GARDEN N SAW AN EMPTY SPACE  HE TOOK A LOOK AROUND EARTH N SAW UR TIRED FACE HE PUT HIS ARMS AROUND U N LIFTED U TO REST 'COZ HE KNEW THAT U R SWEETEST FLOWER N HE ONLY PICKS THE BEST ,SO HE CLOSED UR WEARY EYES N WHISPERED COME TO ME,WITH TEARFUL EYES I WATCHED U N SAW U SLIPPED AWAY"""""""""""""""""""""""""""

 

kahin tumhe jab chod ke aao....................................

kahin tumhe jab chod ke aao

to lagta dil udaaas hai

kabhi tumse jab dur jao

to lagta dil me kuch aas hai

 tumhe aankhon se ojhal hote dekhna

kahin kuch acha nahi lagta

ye din ka yu gujar jana

kuch sachha nahi lagta

in hawao ka chalna

yu patto ka hilna

jaise dharti ko boondo ka intezaar hai

alvida kehte hue ye aankhen

jaise keh rahi ho

"ye meri ek aur khubsurat yaaad hai"

sehar......................

MAA TUJHE SALAM-HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

sakht raasto pe aasaan safar lagta hai
ye meri  maa ki duao ka asar lagta hai
ek muddat se meri maa nahi soyi jab
maine kaha"maa mujhe raat me dar lagta hai"

hi everybody
its mother's day- a day for mumma,mummy .maa........
MOTHER-a word thats higher than god in our lives
from the day we opened our eues in this world the first person we saw was "maa"{n lets accept that was love at first sight}

the first word,the first walk.the first cry,the first laughter,the first  fall n every little events of our life became her reasons to smile ,reasons to live

 for me mom has always been a strict woman in my life as i was always pampered by daddy
but now when i look back i realise it was mom who made me a good human being  i may have not understood then but ur "rok tok"only saved me from this mean world
maa u were the one whose life circulated around us from our homework to tutions to uniforms to shoe laces to every lil thing i

still remember maa when i was very ill u used to lay awake all night ,smiling before me n sobbing in other room{i heard it maa}
i saw u praying ,requesting n bribing god thru ur vaibhav lakshmi n mangalwar vrat only for ur children
maa u r an angel,u r god in disguise 4 all of us,what i am today i owe to you ,what i wud be better tomorrow i owe it to you
i dont need any mothers day to make u feel special 'coz u  r special everyday n wud always be
A mother is someone to shelter and guide us,
   To love us, whatever we do,
   With a warm understanding and infinite patience,
   And wonderful gentleness, too.

   How often a mother means swift reassurance
   In soothing our small, childish fears,
   How tenderly mothers watch over their children
   And treasure them all through the years!

   The heart of a mother is full of forgiveness
   For any mistake, big or small,
   And generous always in helping her family
   Whose needs she has placed above all.

   A mother can utter a word of compassion
   And make all our cares fall away,
   She can brighten a home with the sound of her laughter
   And make life delightful and gay.

   A mother possesses incredible wisdom
   And wonderful insight and skill -
   In each human heart is that one special corner
   Which only a mother can fill!"
THANX MAA THANKYOU FOR EVERY STEP OF MY LIFE

JUST WANNA DEDICATE THESE LINES TO 
"your mother is always with u
she's whisper of leaves
as you walk down street
she's smell of bleach
in ur frshly washed socks
she's cool hand on your brow
when u r not well
your mother lives in ur laughter
she's crystallized in every tear drop
she's the place u came from
your first home
she's the map u follow
with every step u take
she's ur first love 
n ur first heart break
nothing on earth can seperate
no time
no distance
will ever separate
not even death
from your mother" 

A STONE UPTURNED

THERE ARE ALWAYS TWO CHOICES IN LIFE ,EITHER FACE THE CONDITIONS AS IT IS OR TO TAKE THE RESPONSBILITIES  TO CHANGE THEM

S

so here i am going to discuss with u a stone upturned,an incomplete dream, a journey yet to be completed

It happened one fine day when i was in my dad's clinic attending his patients as he was out of town and a woman"Saraswati" came with a 1 year old baby burning with fever

i took the temp n it showed 103 i scolded that lady 4 not bringing her child earlier n she

started crying ,saying she didn't had money for fees n pills{to which i really didn't pay much heed b'coz its a common site in dad's clinic} 

then she told me her story she was married to a man 3 yrs back with a dowry of 10000 rs n the man ran away with the money leaving her pregnant,she came back to her home did some servant's job in nearby houses n his family didn't care 'bout her daughter whether she was ill or not 'coz she was a "girl"

she went away ,i didn't charge her but that wud not solve her problem ,i gave it a thought a whole night that what can be done with these illiterate,cheated,downtrodden women

n the other day i got a call from one of my aunty that she needed an aaya cum housemaid who can take care of the twin babies that her daughter in law has recently delivered n if i knew someone

there i was god had showed me the way i recommended saraswati's name n she was kept with a good pay'a place to live

after a few days she came with her sister to"didiji who is like god to them" this girl was 10th pass{i thanked god} n wanted to be self dependent like her sister i recommended her to one of my frnd for receptionist's job{n i sincerely thank Dr Sudhir for employing her} 

so guys from there came the idea of"NAARI-AN ORGANISATION FOR MAKING WOMEN SELF DEPENDENT"

i decided to make these women self depndent

but as i said earlier "NAARI" was not an easy task'an organisation that too involving women,many legal formalities n when i became totaly irritated one of my really close frnd adviced me to delay the idea n said"ek aurat ki madad ke liye pehle khud aurat banna padta hai"

n he was correct i was very young and all alone to carry it forward so i dropped this idea for a time being

n one sun morning when i was having cofee a group of women came to my house {guided by ever so dear S araswati of course} n everybody with a common story-cheated,exploited,dowry victims,leftovers

recommended 9 of these women to residential based maid jobs[by my mumma's help of course,thank you mumma n i love you}

so they are earning ,are self dependent n all 11 of them are working hard to live a life of respect

i may not have been successful in giving them an organization but when one fine day "Saraswati"came to my home with a box of sweets 'coz she has admitted her daughter to a nearby school.she fell on my feet n said"Aapne mujhe aur meri beti ko izzat ki roti di hai didiji bhagwan aapko khub barkat de"

i realized i had done nothing i just showed them a way -way to self respect n thereafter all 11 of them carried this tough journey themselves

n hey "naari"wud be there one day working in the field of women empowerment thats a promise i make it to myself n too everybody reading this

i would like to quote Robert frost here

T

"TWO ROADS DIVERGED IN A YELLOW MOOD
N SORRY I CUD NOT TAKE BOTH
BEING A TRAVELER I STOOD BY
N FINALLY TOOK THE OTHER,NOT SO FAIR
AND PERHAPS HAVING A BETTER CLAIM
'COZ IT WAS GREASY N FULL OF WEAR
YET DOUBTING TO WHERE IT LEADS
I TOOK THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED BY
N YES THAT'S MADE ALL THE DIFFERRENCE"

HAPPINESS

hi everbody
today i m going to talk about happiness
HAPPINESS-a very general term and what does it exactly signify

have you ever hugged a close frnd on his/her suceess,achievement etc ,look into their eyes thats "happiness"
Have you ever seen into the eyes of ur love

when you say "i m always there for u no matter what anybody says trust then takes the shape of"HAPPINESS"

ever thanked someone for care,compassion,n support -u may feel"happiness"
ever seen in ur parents eyes in anything to be proud of thats "happiness"

ever seen children dancing in rain thats "happiness"

the innocence of a child speaks of happiness alll around

n u know whats the most important reason to be happy?just dont find any ,just dont expect anything n u wud be the most happy person 
so wishing everybody moments filled with happiness


LISTEN TO THE RISE OF DAWN
LOOK TO THIS DAY
FOR ITS LIFE,THE VERY LIFE OF LIFE
IN ITS BRIEF COURSE LIE
THE REALITY OF UR EXISTENCE
THE BLISS OF GROWTH
THE GLORY OF ACTION
THE SPLENDOYR OF BEAUTY
FOR YESTERDAY IS BUT ADREAM
N TOMORROW IS AVISION
BUT TODAY WELL LIVED MAKES
EVERY YESTERDAY A DREAM OF HAPPINESS
N TOMORROW A VISION OF HOPE
LOOK WELL THEREFORE TO THIS DAY
SUCH IS SALUTATION OF DAWN

SHIKSHA KI ORE BADHTE NANHE KADAM

"education is a debt on present generation to be paid to future generation "
hi everybody
today i m going to share with you my experience,my work or you can say my passion
today i m going to share with you"pathshaala" -a school for slum children

a place where i may not teach them to earn bread but definately puts a smile on their faces.n in some nice way enlightens up their lives
it started with this slum on the outsirts of a railway colony where these children were day workers to earn a lil for their family
some did cleaning,some sellling.some were beggers  n dont be astonished some were pickpocketeers too they used to earn whole day n in evening settteled with some kind of addiction be it vicks or some snuff i saw their condition n thought "is this what a life to be"
started with councelling of a grp of children that they shud go to school,not use  addictive stuff n what not u know what the answer was-"didi ji hum nahi kamayenge to ghar me khana kaise banega" n an elder one said"hum log nasha larte hai taaki bhukh na lage"
that was an ultimate shock i realised its not the poverty thats the underlying problem but the illiteracy
that was the birth of paathshala -a tent, ablackboard.chalk.an d evening time
on 1st day only 4 boys then i went into slum to persuade people to send their children
ya the no increased the other day but only boys turned up 
i asked some families to send their girl child also n got the reply "dekhiye madam ji hume apni ladkiyo ko collector nahi banana ladkiya padhengi to kaam kaun karega ghar ka?jo bache aata hai unhe padhaiye nahi to chalte bane"
but then persuading female members worked out n they sent their daughters to study
now 34 of them study appear in state  xams privately n make their  "madamji" aproud teacher 
they paint,they make sculptures n sometimes i feel they are much more talented than me
"never loose hope for bringing out a change "
i wished to make a better life for them n succeded to an extent
somebody once asked me what did i get in return let me tell u what i got
one day i asked these children what they wannabe in future ,some said doctor,some engineer,a girl called rani wanted to be madhuri dikshit n a girl called lakshmi said-"mai aapke jaise banna chahti hu madamji"
so guys this is what i get love,compassion,respect n what more can i ask for
as nida fazli said
"GHAR SE MASJID HAI BAHUT DOOR CHALO YU KAR LE
GHAR SE MASJID HAI BAHUT DOOR CHALO YU KAR LE
KISI ROTE HUE BACHHE KO AAJ HASAYA JAAYE"