To you Bro "Sharukh"

Kitna janta tha kitna pahechanta tha....

Nai janta mai kitna usse manta tha...

Kandho pe jab uska ZANAZA leke jaa raha tha.. 

Tab ahesaas hone laga ki vo mera bhai tha...

Paheli baar kisi bina kapde ki maiyaat ko apne haatho se uthana...

Or paheli baar kisi ke liye QABR me utarna ...

Kya ye sab ek ittefaaq tha...?

Ya mera Ahesaas tha...?

Samay ne bhi ajeeb sa khel khela tha...

Muje janm din ki Mubarakbaad aa rahi thi or mai kisi ki maut ke gam me khoya tha...

Samaj nahi aa raha tha ki khud ke paida hone ka jashn hai yaa...

Yaa, kisi ki maut ka shok...

Har taraf dikh rahe the aankho me ashq liye hue log..

Na maine marne waale se itni baat ki thi apni zindagi or na itni mulakat....

Par fir bhi kuch to tha... ha tha jo rakha tha hame saath...

Shayad vo bachpan ke jhagde...ya shayad vo badepan ki tareefe thi...

Warna kya tha aisa jo muje kheechta hua le gaya jaha tere hisse ki mitti thi...

Tuje khone ke gam ka to pata nahi par tere na hone ka ahesaas aayega...shayad tu bahot durr chala gaya jaha se teri khabar ki to koi ummid nahi hai par teri yaad jaroor aayegi........

Pata nai kya tha hamare beech me mere bhai jo mai ye sab likhne pe majboor ho gaya... jane kitne bhi din hum bitaye saath me...chahe kitni bhi kam baat kare hum...tu hamesha mera bhai tha, hai or rahega...

Galti se bhi galti hui ho to maaf kardena ...

May allah bless you with all his mercy and  you enjoy the lights of the heaven.

Wrote this words to express my feelings for my brother...whom we lost just one day before my birthday. I don't know whether it is right to write this or not, but if  I don't then I will loose my self withing me..

A small achievable DREAM

"I have a dream..."

Actually I have many dreams...

I have a dream of lineless Circle... 

A place where life is not baffle,

I have a dream of a world where there is no IMAGINARY BOUNDARIES in the name of borders or national security...

A world of acceptability and not division of MASCULINITY or FEMINITY,

I have a dream of a world where SHE is not considered as tasty FOOD MAKER...

and HE is as a BREAD WINNER,

I have a dream of a society where SOCIAL EXPECTATIONS are not put over personal choice...

Means atleast no personal SACRIFICE,

I have a dream of a SOCIETY where PEOPLE are allowed to express their dissent towards social institutions...

Freedom for UNUSUAL IMAGINATIONS,

I have a dream of a company or a firm where MY DRESSING should not define my ability or character...

As I am a worker... DO NOT MAKE ME AN AFFECTER,

I have a dream of a hospital or a house in which a child is not killed because of its "UNEXPECTED" ORGAN...

This is the beginning of life... LET IT BEGIN,

I have a dream of a society where I shouldn't be judged through my NAME...

It is all socially constructed... WHOM SHOULD I BLAME?

Today, I dream of a world, a world without discrimination, a world with determination full of ambition with freedom of imagination, Today I dream of a world with affection, where people are more focused on the solutions than corrections.

BADI AJEEB HAI YE ZINDAGI......

Badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi .....

Kabhi hasaati hai to kabhi rulaati hai,

Kabhi dur rah kar bhi aata nahi koi yaad...

Or kabhi paas ho kar bhi sab bhula deti hai,

Dikhati hai kabhi raato me pyara sa sapna ....

To kabhi bhari dhup me kala andhera sa kar jaati hai,

Badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi .....

Kabhi hasati hai to kabhi rulati hai,

 Kabhi dard me muskurani ke liye mazboor karti hai...

To kabhi apno ke liye khushiyon se dur karti hai,

Bhaagta raheta hoo din raat iske rango ko samajne ke liye..

Or Shayad inko samajna hi meri kamjori ban jaati hai,

Na jaane kab samajh paunga iske rango ko.....

Har rang ek naye dhang se dikhati hai,

Badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi .....

Kabhi hasati hai to kabhi rulati hai

This was the first poem I wrote in my life. I wrote it just after my 12th standard examination because I had nothing else to do,
I was cashless, I was jobless and even homeless too.
The place where I stayed for almost 2 years , suddenly, the owner asked me to leave ...
My boss suddenly told me that now he doesn't need me anymore...
And my bank account was almost 0...

I had nothing...

No no I'm sorry..... I had something...

I had the  determination and passion to do something, to overcome the challenges and I had the quality of believing that " the difficult times are just the opportunities to prove one’s self".

It was a Friday morning....

It was a Friday morning....

And for me Friday was the luckiest day at Signal...

I not only began my career as a book seller on Friday...

But also sold highest number of books in one day on Friday...

Broke my own records of selling books on Fridays...

My one day highest earning was also, happened on Friday...

Some were good and some were not…

But most of the Fridays I enjoyed a lot…

Yes! It was a Friday morning and I was doing my regular job…means I was selling books at the traffic lights at Haji Ali.

The traffic was high till National Sports Club of India (NSCI), the people in the buses, in cars or on the motor cycles were honking, I think they were exhausted, were getting late and were not familiar with this kind of traffic like us.. the book sellers.

During this time at signal, “The argumentative Indian by Amartya Sen, Maximum City by Suketu Mehta and The World Is Flat by Thomas L. Friedman”, were some of the best-selling books.

I went to a car in which a foreigner was sitting with an Indian man.

I showed my books and tried to convince him for a purchase.

He was ready to buy but didn’t had any Indian money to give,

I asked the Indian man to pay on behalf of him, he refused….

The foreigner was ready to give me the British Pounds…

I thought, How could I take it, I haven’t seen such kind of money in my life and what, if this would turn as fake money….?

Who would pay me for the book at least the cost price ??

I had two options, One I would take it and two refuse it,( The unknown foreign money)

If I take it then I would also have to bear the risk of losing, both my money (the cost price) and the profit which I usually make by selling in Indian rupees.

The foreigner told me this is 10 Pounds, you would get at least Rs 800, now the choice is yours

I thought again and again and this entire dealing took approximately 30 to 40 minutes and from NSCI I reached Jaslok Hospital by running behind that car…

 Finally I took that money.

I took the risk of losing my input as well as my profits.

I took that risk which no one had taken since that time, the risk was just accepting the unknown money.

At Haji Ali signal, I was the FIRST person who accepted the foreign money, And

after that I sold so many books in Dollars, in Pounds, in Euros and even some other unknown money.

Due to which my friends started calling me the ANGREZ meaning the FOREIGNER. I never felt bad about all these things I think I loved that.

Now today, almost every one accepts all sorts of unknown money, I don’t know because of me or not but I think, maybe, somewhere I stared something new for everyone.

THANKS FRIDAYS

Do you think our DREAMS change??

How our life and dreams change…. Same happened with me too.

At first I had a dream of joining Indian Army and later I decided to start my own NGO to support the children on street. Both dreams aimed to serve the society and that’s how with the help of Akanksha (http://www.akanksha.org/ ) and Gouri didi (one of the staff at Akanksha) We made a video which was released at AGM 2013.

 

The video talks about my JOURNEYS and My DREAMS. 

Some of my DREAMS have changed whereas some are still same.

Today I have a desire to start my own tourist company called SOCIAL TOURISM. The aim is still same to serve my society but in a different way. I want to work with the students and children who want to study as well as want make some form of earning to support their family or their education. I want to take these friends to join (in Future) my company as an offbeat or city guide, or a driver or any other kind of work they know, so that they can get good amount of money for their need and can also support my company to grow and help other children like them.

I know it is little hard and difficult to do but one thing which always pushes me is that my understanding of difficulty.

"I believe that difficult times are the opportunities to prove one’s self" .

Yes! I Believe in ANGELS.... because I meet them even today...

Most of us believe in angels and some don’t ...

This boy is one of the angels I meet at Haji Ali

 It was a weekday morning around 9 or 9:30am. A boy was passing from the street next to the Haji Ali garden. While going towards the public toilet, he saw two ladies were engaged with some kids near the garden and suddenly one of the boy called him....

It was Yusuf.... Yusuf called and introduced that boy to those ladies... Actually the ladies were doing a survey.

One of the ladies asked this boy to read something... He read it...but wasn't perfect.

Later the conversation went like this....

Lady, “what do you do?’

Boy, ‘I sell books here at the traffic signal;

Lady, “ you go to school?" 

Boy, “no, I used to but I dropped after standard 2"

Lady, “how do you know English?"

"You read it very well..... Who teaches you?"

Boy, "amm!, my dad taught me alphabets and I also ask my regular customers to help me in reading...and... my friends and I also do competition on the numbers of words we could read in the HUGE advertisement on the hoardings.

Lady, "Who do you think is happier, the rich or the poor?"

The boy's answer was simple, “The poor,” he replied, “They don't have to worry about profit or loss, because they have no money to lose, and no cause for worry. Look at me, I sleep and wake up whenever I like. See the rich people rushing off to work before the boss arrives? I don’t worry about tomorrow and I am happy with my life.”

the boy went on and on...........

The lady got impressed by him and offered him an opportunity...

The opportunity to study...

The opportunity to restart his education....

The opportunity to begin a new life with dreams and new desires......

Boy took charge of that opportunity and changed his lifestyle for a better tomorrow. Currently he is in his final year of GRADUATION perusing Sociology as his major subject and planning to make career in tourism.....

He has a dream of starting his own TOURIST COMPANY through which he will be helping the other children like him who wants to study as well as want to support their family....

That day “I” (the boy in the story) met two angels…

First one was Yusuf, who introduced me to the Second one, Caroline didi (The lady in the story) who offered me the opportunity of EDUCATION.

Thank you so much YUSUF for that introduction…

That few minutes interview had not only changed my life but also helped me to transform it.

Journey from TRAFFIC SIGNAL....

This is Haji Ali.. the place where my parents met and got married,
The place where I was born and grew up,
The place where I lived for almost 20 years and learned  to earn and to live my life the way I wanted too.....

Just next to Haji Ali Garden there is a TRAFFIC SIGNAL....
Haji Ali Signal....
The place from where my JOURNEY of being INDEPENDENT began,
The place where I learned new ways of earning,
The place where I made my first promise to myself that " Now onward I will support my family in all the possible ways"...
The place which gave me the OPPORTUNITIES to go beyond my dreams and desire for more dreams...

I was 11 when I started selling books at this signal...

and sold till I turned 20,

The Books which I sold became my new TEACHERS...
The Signal financed like  FATHER...
The Customers became my FRIENDS,

Before or after selling books I did other jobs too...
but no other job gave me that happiness the way signal you do,


Thank you so much my signal for your support, you not only made me independent but also taught me the value of hard work....

My Journeys.... My Dreams

My Journeys... My Dreams, is the title I choose because here I will be sharing My Journeys and My Dreams. "MY JOURNEYS"  includes not only what I  have been experiencing or the places where I have been to but also my learnings, my inspirations and the path which I chose to live on....

Whereas "MY DREAMS include what I desire, what I want to do with this god gifted life and also what I dream for the people around me. This also includes what others dream for their life and the people around them....