Tuesday, October 17, 2017

On the way to Rajghat

Yesterday evening I got a text message on my phone from my institution that I have to come down to the office and verify myself for the coming semester examination. Got betrayed twice in like two hours in that evening.
Next morning I woke up and it was quite early than I usually wake up. I had to put like 5 alarms to wake myself up. Got dressed and I went out to call a cab. I used Uber. I trust Uber than Ola. There are personal reasons which I am not confident to share here. I waited for like 10mins. A guy named Parveen came, his age might be around 37-40. Before I enter his car, I greeted him ‘Good morning’. He replied very calmly. From his accent I figured out he was from Haryana. We started the trip. After 300 meters. He started talking about his life. He said he was a farmer but Behen**** Congress forced him to sell his land, which at last he did and started driving cabs. I was listening to whatever he was saying and all those bad words. We both were very deep in his stories. He was still driving and whenever I wanted to disagree I smiled. I guess he understood.
From his life stories now we were on Hunger topic. I was saying that the Hunger level in India is worse than Nepal and Bangladesh. He agreed then he started if you forced farmers to leave their farms and work in industries and do jobs then who will produce the food. I was confused for a while. I smiled because I didn’t have anything to say as he was right in some way. We were so much into the topic that we took a wrong right turn which made my destination a little bit more far but I was okay. We were having a good talk.
He said why government don’t say to unemployed people to do farming or plant trees which gives fruit in their part of lands. So that they can feed themselves. Why are they forcing the people to find jobs? He added there is lack of food thats why there is hunger. He even said that education is not needed. We can educate our sons and daughters. I was scratching my head and thinking does he listens to himself while he was talking.
We reached my destination and before he drop me he said someday after I am done doing this job I’ll go back to my village and start farming again. If I don’t do it then who will? My sons won’t never do it, I know. We greeted each other again and I left.
I did all my works in the institution and got a photograph with one of the biggest Mahatama Gandhi’s statue I have ever seen.
I was quite thirsty and started searching for water. Didn’t find any. I don’t know how come!
I booked a cab to return home. An old guy came. His name was Bhej and his age was around 55. Same age as my father who is 55 years old. I greeted Namaste and he replied too. I took out my file and was making my documents in proper way. He asked are you doing research? I laughed a little and said no I am just a student. He asked my name and where I was from, I told him I am from Manipur. Suddenly in a very impressed and interesting way he said “Oh people from your side ( means the 7 states ) are very educated and very hard working. He said many people live around Mahipalpur ( near the Delhi airport ) and doing jobs and even the ladies are well educated and doing jobs in big post. I felt proud inside myself. I was having a huge smile on my face. My eyes were glittering. I said yeah we work hard because we came far away from our place and we can’t afford to fail. He said he was from Bihar and he is living in Delhi for the last 25 years. He added he got a son who is in class 12th. He said I won’t eat but I will send my son to the best school I can afford. He asked about my courses. He asked about my father’s job and everything. I told him clearly and honestly.
Then I got a call and I was on it for a while. We were going to reach my place. He suddenly said “Betaji (dear son), ab toh bas aap logo ke upar hai yeh desh ( the country now depends on you ). Humara toh time khatam hone wala hain, toh aap ache se padna aur kamyab hone (our time is almost over, so you study hard and be successful). I said thank you. We reached and I greeted him and left.
In like 4 hours I learn so much from two people. I saw the perspective towards life from two different people. I even saw the perspective towards education from two people. One believes in educating ourself and feed our own stomach not others. And the other person believes in serving for everyone.
Life is amazing. You can learn from everyone. You can talk to anyone too!Trust yourself and be yourself.
Thank you so much for reading.
Will keep on updating.
Dan out!

Monday, October 17, 2016

The kid

Yesterday I traveled from my residence to a mall. I took a bath and had a cup of tea. I went down to car and drove out. On the way there were some traffic jams and eventually I was stuck in that too. I saw a kid coming towards me. He knocked on my window saying " Bahut din se kuch nahi khaya" means I haven't eaten anything for the last many days. I gave him some money and he went away saying "Aaj mein jaleebi khaunga" means I will have Jaleebi today. Jaleebi is a type of sweet found in India. Traditional sweet I should say.

I reached mall walked around for a while. Then I bought a cup of coffee and sat on a couch. I started to think about the kid I saw in the traffic. I was curious. I saw some kids in the mall who were having bag full of everything they want in their hands. That kid even cannot have his needs. I kept on thinking about that kid. I felt sorry for him.

I head out of the mall and I took the same route from where I came. I stopped in a traffic light. I saw some people where getting ready to sleep. They were not sleeping on the bed inside a room. They were getting ready to sleep under the bridge and there was no bed, there was only the hard rocky ground. There were people of all ages. Old, young, kids and even infants too.

I am not telling you that I can help them all. I can't help them I admit that. Who is going to help them? I also admit that India has developed in many ways but still we see homeless people around the corner of every streets. Not only India, this World has developed in many areas, we have walked on the moon and everything etc. but still there are homeless people. They don't have any opportunities. Who will be responsible for that? Should we pray to God for them?


Sunday, October 16, 2016

Introduction

I guess you'll easily figure out.
Anyway my name is Danish Muneeb.
I kind of prefer Dan because it saves time and energy. Haha.
Enjoy reading!

Dan out!!

On the way to Rajghat

Yesterday evening I got a text message on my phone from my institution that I have to come down to the office and verify mys...