Wednesday, August 17, 2011


17th August
An uprising for a cause:
17th august one of memorable days of my life what was so special about it. It was about a change in conviction in the in the minds of politicians turns autocrats. It was about the rising of citizens of all the classes for a cause. 64 years and still we the people are being ripped of our priority. A 74 years old person comes up and ignites the spark beneath us, was this 1st endeavor nopes I guess everyone who surfs or is a avid reader must be aware about his credentials. His 1st fast resulted in the famous RTI act.
Above all what I feel the main reason of this uprising is the discontent of people towards government and above all the day to day corruption that has been an unavoidable part of their lives. Ramlila maidan has been an inferno and it manifests for people’s discontent. 10 days and counting still on the energy and enthusiasm of people has not changed rather it is on a rising trend be it ill managed ground be it rain but people have not shown there backs.15th august Anna surprised everyone with his tactical move to visit Samadhi of mahatma Gandhi, 16th govt. surprised everyone by taking Anna in custody along with his supporters if we are to believe the news about 2k people gave self arrest and thousands demanded for the same. I was happy to see this don’t judge me wrong not happy to see govt’s action rather was happy to see India uniting its is probably the 1st time we would have seen India undivided apart of the world cup victory which is just transience.17th I walked with another hundred thousands from India Gate to jantar mantar marking solidarity with Anna. Its probably the 1st time I was a part of any procession coz I had been reasoning out and later my conscience showed me the right path. Its just the beginning of the change if we unite in such a fashion we would certainly bring in change. It was about 2 km stretch and the entire roads were leading to India gate, its was the 1st time I saw people helping each other with water food and help if one required. But in spite of all this the future will still be dark. The biggest threat is to curb the corruption within us and not being a part of it in any form. If we partially even manage to pull of the lower level corruption will come to a haul. Bills like these will ensure in checking higher level corruption. There’s still was to go and miles to travel before the coming generation seeks liberty.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Chronicles of Dementia:

No this time you got it wrong it’s not Suresh Kalmadi who have inspired me to write this particular post, Its Friendship Day eve my friends that have provoked me to pen few things down. I would be a sinister if I fail to acknowledge the Beautiful things that I miss in my present life. These are the tale of the most inevitable part of my life. Well this post will particularly be about my friends and Time I have spent in JITM and yes the things I already miss a lot.
I miss the tangerine sky and the clouds that piled up the college hill. I have started disliking rain coz I no more can be with my friends roam up to Ran Devi and have a cup of hot Tea, I miss those football sessions in rain where we came back all soaked in mud and drench in water. I miss those cold winds that chilled our spine post rainy days. I miss those days where we hardly use to get bored, have a hard time feeling wither this boredom ever existed back then. Well I miss the long empty corridors where we used to hang together and run away from gripping heat. Those unplanned outings and unadulterated natures beauty I surely miss a lot. I cannot scale and priorities the thing I miss most everything I did in college has left an everlasting imprint. Some time I feel wish I suffered from dementia so that I could give proper reverence to the present rather than pondering upon the past. Each and every single day of those 4 years is good or bad will always be missed.
I miss those numerous sessions of movies that I sat back and saw back to back, and surfed internet with an ease that as if next day would be a doomsday. Ah the reality is no day is same it was all so important because of the people in it. It still rains but with no friends around the feel isn’t the same. The worth of a mere degree will be lost in mist of time all that will be left will be we the people and its circle of trust.
Life is not same without friends its more miserable and stressful, they are a lot of promising people who help us without any condition. Miss u all lads and few ladies without you my life would not be the same.

Friday, August 5, 2011


क्या कहे जब किसी अजनबी को देख दिल धड़कता है,
लगता है वो केवल आपके लिये बना है।

लम्हे वर्षों में बदल जाते हैं,और पल सदियो मॆ।
उस कि एक झलक बस आपको हा आपको सम्पूर्ना होने का एहसास दिलाती है.
भीड़ भारी सड़क पे जब आपकी नजर हर पल उसी को तलाशती है
समय रुक सा जाता है जब आपकी नजर उस कि नजर से मिलती है
फ़सलें मिटाने लगते हैं जब वो पास से बल्खते हुए गुज़र जाती है

लेकिन वस्तिविक्ता आपको उस समय ज़मीन पे वापस ले आती है
जब उस कि नजर आपको पहचाने सेइनकार करती हैं
एक दिल संभाल चल अपनी मंज़िल अभी आयी नही
ये बस था एक पल्चिन
अभी और भी चलना है
वक्त के साथ चलना है
अमित कुमार सिंह