Trance.
There lay a moment,
fallen from the skies.
The moment looked embellished with joys
and polished with a heavenly delight.
It was a moment that exuded ebullience,
a moment that went beyond the darkness of the past,
and a moment that outplayed the uncertainties of the future.
My eyes - eager to capture it ingenuously;
My heart - beating with an increasing flamboyance;
And my psyche - emanating a noble feeling of gratification.
I wished, the moment to last; perhaps, forever.
Impracticable, as my wish turned out to be,
at least in my memories, I wanted it to be preserved;
this time again, forever.
Now,
Trance again, yet another.
But the moment lies in my brains,
with quaint reminiscences of its existence,
Making themselves heard loud and clear,
Making themselves exude the timeless ebullience,
and making themselves worth being treasured,
Yes, forever. Indeed, forever!
- Mihir Chitre
mihirmumbaikar@gmail.com
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Population
This thought has been in my mind from quite some time over population as personally I'm a person hating crowded places and places with chaos. India is a land which is gifted with a lot many natural resources, but still India's GDP is one of the lowest in the world, thanks to our ever increasing population. The GDP index is increasing somehow in the last few years but we won't achieve a radical progress because of the mighty population we possess. In fact going one step ahead, I believe that population is the worst problem faced presently by India. Forget GDP, but there are innumerable problems arising out due to this which can't be listed in words. Like, I was frustrated on not getting railway reservation few days ago for Bombay, and the wait in the queue (for an hour) had only added in the mess. If we consider the cases of few developed nations, it’s clear that they have advanced because of their less population and good governance. Logically, good governance is achieved if population is less! Just look at examples like Luxembourg, Norway, Australia, NZ, UK and maybe Antarctica after few years? People don't tend to care much for each other, as we got multiple human options. Not only this, but too many children brought up at a home, which does not have a strong financial support, yield few uncivilized citizens for the nation. At any place, the pressure of competition experienced is high if a large crowd exists. Simply to put, it becomes 'Quantity More, Quality Less'. Just look at the rush in medical, engineering, CAT and other courses. Many hard-working and deserving students miss what they want by a few ranks. Other side effects can be more traffic, longer queues, no reservation availability, and may be no oxygen, or even an earthquake?
As I said, there are many problems that can't be listed; I just got a few in words.
But, yes some plus points of it as mentioned by our respected President Dr. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam is the number of educated youngsters, which we will get (considering good education is provided) if they are shaped in a proper way. It can work wonders and that’s the real challenge that lies in front of the young generation.
- Ameya Waghmare
ameyawaghmare@gmail.com
As I said, there are many problems that can't be listed; I just got a few in words.
But, yes some plus points of it as mentioned by our respected President Dr. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam is the number of educated youngsters, which we will get (considering good education is provided) if they are shaped in a proper way. It can work wonders and that’s the real challenge that lies in front of the young generation.
- Ameya Waghmare
ameyawaghmare@gmail.com
The Loser
“Give up!” Raj screamed. “Bravery is better supported by prudence,” he added in an attenuated volume, vacillating around Nikhil.
“Isn’t prudence subjective?” retorted Nikhil.
“It might well be, but this pseudo optimism shall lead you nowhere but to hell. Start accepting the unacceptable aspects of life, my friend. Don’t play games that you are almost certain to lose,” said Raj resting a hand on Nikhil’s shoulder.
“Do I always mold myself at life’s will? Every other day, that bitch comes at you, demanding you to be what it wants, hungry for your peace of mind like a starved dog, and stabbing your happiness gruesomely” said Nikhil intensely. “If I give myself up to every new misery that dawns on me and behave as the situation demands, I would rather be faking personalities. It would be an unbearable identity crisis,” Nikhil articulated.
“If you don’t adapt, be sure of getting terminated,” Raj.
Nikhil smiled, rather sarcastically and said, “The ‘real you’ was terminated right when you changed yourself and adapted to life for the first time, friend. This is probably the zillionth version of Raj that I’m talking to.”
“Perhaps, you are right! But this perennially transiting Raj has always been happier, wealthier and more popular than the constant you, hasn’t he?” countered Raj.
“Well,” said Nikhil with a cryptic grin.
“My friend,” Raj broke the silence. “My dear friend, please revisit your thoughts and refrain from what you plan to do tomorrow. I don’t want to lose you. Please, for my sake.” Raj pleaded, completely changing his tone.
“I know I shall die. Even a miracle is unlikely to act as my savior tomorrow. But as you know, I hardly care. I want to fight for what, I have always believed, is right,” Nikhil said in the same tone and got off his chair. “Nonetheless, my bloody optimism silently hopes for a more capable miracle,” smilingly said Nikhil, stepping towards Raj. And for the first time his voice dampened.
“I shall miss you in heaven’s delight; I shall miss you in hell’s torment. I shall miss the 25 years of the most sacred bond called friendship that we have shared. Where ever they take me, I shall miss you, my friend!” he said. “I wish we could stay as we are for eternity, but it’s just that the destiny is not on my side. Perhaps, I can’t prevent this change from taking place. Perhaps, I’m the loser between the two of us,” Nikhil added as he winced back, shed a couple of dry tears, and then tightly hugged Raj.
“Hallowed be thy name!” Raj stated, without much of an emotion, and left the room, without gathering the courage to look into his best friend’s eyes, probably, for the last time.
- Mihir Chitre
- mihirmumbaikar@gmail.com
“Isn’t prudence subjective?” retorted Nikhil.
“It might well be, but this pseudo optimism shall lead you nowhere but to hell. Start accepting the unacceptable aspects of life, my friend. Don’t play games that you are almost certain to lose,” said Raj resting a hand on Nikhil’s shoulder.
“Do I always mold myself at life’s will? Every other day, that bitch comes at you, demanding you to be what it wants, hungry for your peace of mind like a starved dog, and stabbing your happiness gruesomely” said Nikhil intensely. “If I give myself up to every new misery that dawns on me and behave as the situation demands, I would rather be faking personalities. It would be an unbearable identity crisis,” Nikhil articulated.
“If you don’t adapt, be sure of getting terminated,” Raj.
Nikhil smiled, rather sarcastically and said, “The ‘real you’ was terminated right when you changed yourself and adapted to life for the first time, friend. This is probably the zillionth version of Raj that I’m talking to.”
“Perhaps, you are right! But this perennially transiting Raj has always been happier, wealthier and more popular than the constant you, hasn’t he?” countered Raj.
“Well,” said Nikhil with a cryptic grin.
“My friend,” Raj broke the silence. “My dear friend, please revisit your thoughts and refrain from what you plan to do tomorrow. I don’t want to lose you. Please, for my sake.” Raj pleaded, completely changing his tone.
“I know I shall die. Even a miracle is unlikely to act as my savior tomorrow. But as you know, I hardly care. I want to fight for what, I have always believed, is right,” Nikhil said in the same tone and got off his chair. “Nonetheless, my bloody optimism silently hopes for a more capable miracle,” smilingly said Nikhil, stepping towards Raj. And for the first time his voice dampened.
“I shall miss you in heaven’s delight; I shall miss you in hell’s torment. I shall miss the 25 years of the most sacred bond called friendship that we have shared. Where ever they take me, I shall miss you, my friend!” he said. “I wish we could stay as we are for eternity, but it’s just that the destiny is not on my side. Perhaps, I can’t prevent this change from taking place. Perhaps, I’m the loser between the two of us,” Nikhil added as he winced back, shed a couple of dry tears, and then tightly hugged Raj.
“Hallowed be thy name!” Raj stated, without much of an emotion, and left the room, without gathering the courage to look into his best friend’s eyes, probably, for the last time.
- Mihir Chitre
- mihirmumbaikar@gmail.com
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