DAY-64, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 29TH AUG'09, 23.34 HRS

MY FIRST LOVE

Started feeling dizzy not able to stand properly. Very much uncomfortable..was missing something...why she is so important? Why without her I can't live? Why my love is intact why I can't forsake her.How the nature has made...why this compulsion that I can't live without her..she is in my breath..she is in my blood...everywhere I am finding her..Always so many whys ..she has become so much important in my life that I can feel her..not able to see or talk to her...life goes on..I can feel her with a little sway of the chime hanging on the main door or swaying of the tree branches in the backyard of my house... autumn leaves everywhere blowing over and joking if you can..catch me...when reach to Metro city she always changes her character...she spins and goes where no body has gone before..she has finally got polluted by evil...I felt crying at the state of her..it seems someone has raped her....personally I felt helpless..please join hands together to protect this BREEZE from getting polluted....I love you breeze without you I can't imagine life on this planet earth....you are my first love please be with me in your freshest state~

Here I am sharing a poem by an Scottish poet Robert Louis Stevenson ~

UP with the sun, the breeze arose,

Across the talking corn she goes,

And smooth she rustles far and wide

Through all the voiceful countryside.

Through all the land her tale she tells;

She spins, she tosses, she compels

The kites, the clouds, the windmill sails

And all the trees in all the dales.

God calls us, and the day prepares

With nimble, gay and gracious airs:

And from Penzance to Maidenhead

The roads last night He watered.

God calls us from inglorious ease,

Forth and to travel with the breeze

While, swift and singing, smooth and strong

She gallops by the fields along.

Time to retire on bed...with lots of love.....

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-63, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 28TH AUG' 09, 20.44 HRS

We are approaching to the end of yet another month it seems just we have started this year and how fast we are nearing 3 quarter of an year. Still mercury zooming to 43 to 44 deg Celsius. Combating the heat of Sahara desert, air conditioner units are honking in our wooden abode in process to keep cool.

Abundance of Oil and Gas reserve is available in the womb of Sahara desert. All the large companies tapping these reserve and mainly final product of Oil and Gas transmitted through pipelines to European countries.

We are working on a project which is called Gas compression project normally it is done to enhance the productivity of the natural gas. Project seems smaller but its a juggernaut's task to complete it. It involves minute details of engineering co-ordination to the procurement of material to construction co-ordination and execution of project required a complete teamwork same as any other project it may be any infrastructure or a building or a bridge or a Cinema the quantum of co-ordination required to achieve feat is tremendous.

The only draw back in the execution of oil and gas projects in remote areas is that ti makes your life aloof and there is no social life. You, your work and your thoughts and no other interference.

We learn more from our most difficult experiences. The mistakes made and the suffering endured once for all one come to realize that pain is a teacher and failure is the highway to success.

Like most people. I have encountered my own share of pain as I have advanced along the path of life. But I always remind myself that our character is shaped, not through life's easiest experiences but during life's toughest ones. It is during life's most trying times that we discover who we really are and the fullness of the strength that lies within us.

Time to hit to the bed...

With lots of love...

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-62, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 25TH AUG' 09, 23.48 HRS

When internet, mobile was not there people use to contact each other
using landline phones, snail mails. Just imagine, how was life without
these innovative technologies.Today it has become an integral part of
life and convergence has brought data, voice and images on one
platform.
Now, one can be in touch with anyone at anytime even while travelling
using their mobile phones. Lot of Social networking sites has got
mushroomed up and interestingly how people use to convey their
feelings. Here, I tried to showcase some of the poems, shayaris ~

जो तुम आ जाते एक बार

कितनी करूणा कितने संदेश
पथ में बिछ जाते बन पराग
गाता प्राणों का तार तार
अनुराग भरा उन्माद राग
आँसू लेते वे पथ पखार
जो तुम आ जाते एक बार

हंस उठते पल में आर्द्र नयन
धुल जाता होठों से विषाद
छा जाता जीवन में बसंत
लुट जाता चिर संचित विराग
आँखें देतीं सर्वस्व वार
जो तुम आ जाते एक बार
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मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया
कुछ नीले कुछ श्वेत गगन पर
हरे-हरे घन श्यामल वन पर
द्रुत असीम उद्दण्ड पवन पर
चुम्बन आज पवित्र बन गया,
मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया।

तुम आए, बोले, तुम खेले
दिवस-रात्रि बांहों पर झेले
साँसों में तूफान सकेले
जो ऊगा वह मित्र बन गया,
मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया।

ये टिमटिम-पंथी ये तारे
पहरन मोती जड़े तुम्हारे
विस्तृत! तुम जीते हम हारे!
चाँद साथ सौमित्र बन गया।
मधुर! तुम्हारा चित्र बन गया।

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रचनाकार: जावेद अख़्तर

क्‍यों डरें जिन्‍देगी में क्‍या होगा
कुछ ना होगा तो तजरूबा होगा

हँसती आँखों में झाँक कर देखो
कोई आँसू कहीं छुपा होगा

इन दिनों ना उम्‍मीद सा हूँ मैं
शायद उसने भी ये सुना होगा

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क़दम उसी मोड़ पर जमे हैं
नज़र समेटे हुए खड़ा हूँ
जुनूँ ये मजबूर कर रहा है पलट के देखूँ
ख़ुदी ये कहती है मोड़ मुड़ जा
अगरचे एहसास कह रहा है
खुले दरीचे के पीछे दो आँखें झाँकती हैं
अभी मेरे इंतज़ार में वो भी जागती है
कहीं तो उस के गोशा-ए-दिल में दर्द होगा
उसे ये ज़िद है कि मैं पुकारूँ
मुझे तक़ाज़ा है वो बुला ले
क़दम उसी मोड़ पर जमे हैं
नज़र समेटे हुए खड़ा हूँ

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कौन कहता है तुझे मैंने भुला रक्खा है
तेरी यादों को कलेजे से लगा रक्खा है

लब पे आहें भी नहीं आँख में आँसू भी नहीं
दिल ने हर राज़ ................. का छुपा रक्खा है

तूने जो दिल के अंधेरे में जलाया था कभी
वो दिया आज भी सीने में जला रक्खा है

देख जा आ के महकते हुये ज़ख़्मों की बहार
मैंने अब तक तेरे गुलशन को सजा रक्खा है

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खिंच रहा है फिर उसी तस्वीर की तरफ़.
हो आयें चलिए मीर तकी मीर की तरफ़.

कहता है दिल कि एक झलक उसकी देख लूँ,
उठता है हर क़दम रहे-शमशीर की तरफ़.

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तमन्‍ना फिर मचल जाए

अगर तुम मिलने आ जाओ।

यह मौसम ही बदल जाए

अगर तुम मिलने आ जाओ।

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हमारी
हताशा की गहराई में से
अभरते हैं
उम्मीद से भरे शब्द।

jindagi
सदा बैठी रहती है
हमारे सिरहाने;
फिर भी
हम ढूँढते हैं
जीवन में कोई अर्थ।

अपने विवेक के सहारे
अपने दिनों के अँधेरे में से
हम खींच निकालते हैं
उज़ाले की कोई फाँक--
अपनी रातों को आलोकित करने के लिए।

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मोहब्बत सोज़ भी है साज़ भी है
ख़ामोशी भी है आवाज़ भी है

नशेमन के लिये बेताब ताईर
वहाँ पाबन्दी-ए-परवाज़ भी है

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उसने कहा था आऊँगा कल
गिनता था मैं एक एक पल

कल आया और गुज़र गया
आया नहीं वह जाने ग़ज़ल

देख रहा हूँ उसकी राह
पड़ गए पेशानी पर बल

पूछ रहा हूँ लोगों से
झाँक रहे हैं सभी बग़ल

बोल उठा मुझसे यह रक़ीब
मेरी तरह अब तू भी जल

कोई नहीं है उसके सिवा
करे जो मेरी मुश्किल हल

आती है जब उसकी याद
मन हो जाता है चंचल

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याद है इक दिन

मेरी मेज़ पे बैठे-बैठे

सिगरेट की डिबिया पर तुमने

एक स्केच बनाया था

आकर देखो

उस पौधे पर फूल आया है !

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मुझसे एक कविता का वादा है मिलेगी मुझको

डूबती नब्ज़ों में जब दर्द को नींद आने लगे
ज़र्द सा चेहरा लिये जब चांद उफक तक पहुचे
दिन अभी पानी में हो, रात किनारे के करीब
ना अंधेरा ना उजाला हो, ना अभी रात ना दिन

जिस्म जब ख़त्म हो और रूह को जब साँस आऐ
मुझसे एक कविता का वादा है मिलेगी मुझको

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रात कल गहरी नींद में थी जब

एक ताज़ा-सफ़ेद कैनवस पर

आतिशीं, लाल -सुर्ख रंगों से

मैं ने रौशन किया था इक सूरज-

सुबह तक जल गया था वह कैनवस

राख बिखरी हुई थी कमरे में
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कुछ समय
उन
स्मृतियों के
प्रवाह में
बहना चाहता हूँ
और तुमसे
लय में कुछ
कहना चाहता हूँ

पर सामने जब
निश्छलता की
साक्षात प्रतिमा हो
तो कोई क्या कहे
बेहतर है
मन से
मान दे
निश्छलता को
सादगी को
मौन रहे ।

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गूँजता उर में न जाने
दूर के संगीत सा क्या ?
आज खो निज को मुझे
खोया मिला, विपरीत सा क्या

क्या नहा आई विरह-निशि
मिलन-मधु-दिन के उदय में ?
कौन तुम मेरे हृदय में ?

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स्वर्ण-स्वप्नों का चितेरा
नींद के सूने निलय में !
कौन तुम मेरे हृदय में ?

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पेड़ की डाली पर लगा
सुर्ख़ लाल फूल
अपने पास बुलाता है
अकेलेपन के बोझ से
उबारना चाहता है मुझे
मानो कह रहा हो
आज आए हो
दो दिन बाद भी आना
मैं अपने बच्चों और साथियों के साथ
कहूँगा तुम्हें मुस्काते हुए
आओ मिलो
हँसो और खेलो ।

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अजनबी शहर के/में अजनबी रास्ते , मेरी तन्हाई पर मुस्कुराते रहे ।

मैं बहुत देर तक यूं ही चलता रहा, तुम बहुत देर तक याद आते रहे ।।

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उसे ये ज़िद है कि मैं पुकारूँ
मुझे तक़ाज़ा है वो बुला ले
क़दम उसी मोड़ पर जमे हैं
नज़र समेटे हुए खड़ा हूँ

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ख़ामोशी का हासिल भी इक लम्बी सी ख़ामोशी है
उन की बात सुनी भी हमने अपनी बात सुनाई भी

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आँखों में जल रहा है क्यूँ बुझता नहीं धुआँ
उठता तो है घटा सा बरसता नहीं धुआँ

शाम से आँख में नमी सी है
आज फिर आप की कमी सी है

दफ़्न कर दो हमें कि साँस मिले
नब्ज़ कुछ देर से थमी सी है

वक़्त रहता नहीं कहीं छुपकर
इस की आदत भी आदमी सी है

कोई रिश्ता नहीं रहा फिर भी
एक तस्लीम लाज़मी सी है

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वह घने जंगलों में जाता है
पर नहीं डरता
वहां वह देखता है बाघ के पंजों के निशान
पर वे उसे लगते हैं
लक्ष्‍मी के पैरों की छाप की तरह शुभ
पर आदमी को डर लगता है
धूप से,अगरबत्‍ती की गंध से
आदमी को डर लगता है
आदमी से !

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अपने दिल को पत्थर का बना कर रखना ,
हर चोट के निशान को सजा कर रखना ।

उड़ना हवा में खुल कर लेकिन ,
अपने कदमों को ज़मी से मिला कर रखना ।

छाव में माना सुकून मिलता है बहुत ,
फिर भी धूप में खुद को जला कर रखना ।

उम्रभर साथ तो रिश्ते नहीं रहते हैं ,
यादों में हर किसी को जिन्दा रखना ।

वक्त के साथ चलते-चलते , खो ना जाना ,
खुद को दुनिया से छिपा कर रखना ।

रातभर जाग कर रोना चाहो जो कभी ,
अपने चेहरे को दोस्तों से छिपा कर रखना ।

तुफानो को कब तक रोक सकोगे तुम ,
कश्ती और मांझी का याद पता रखना ।

हर कहीं जिन्दगी एक सी ही होती हैं ,
अपने ज़ख्मों को अपनो को बता कर रखना ।

मन्दिरो में ही मिलते हो भगवान जरुरी नहीं ,
हर किसी से रिश्ता बना कर रखना ।

मरना जीना बस में कहाँ है अपने ,
हर पल में जिन्दगी का लुफ्त उठाये रखना ।

दर्द कभी आखरी नहीं होता ,
अपनी आँखों में अश्को को बचा कर रखना ।

मंज़िल को पाना जरुरी भी नहीं ,
मंज़िलो से सदा फासला रखना ।

सूरज तो रोज ही आता है मगर ,
अपने दिलो में ' दीप ' को जला कर रखना

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मेरे शहर ने जब तेरे कदम छुए
सितारों की मुठियाँ भरकर
आसमान ने निछावर कर दीं

दिल के घाट पर मेला जुड़ा ,
ज्यूँ रातें रेशम की परियां
पाँत बाँध कर आई......

जब मैं तेरा गीत लिखने लगी
काग़ज़ के ऊपर उभर आईं
केसर की लकीरें

सूरज ने आज मेहंदी घोली
हथेलियों पर रंग गई,
हमारी दोनों की तकदीरें

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मेरे प्‍यार की खुशबू
वसंत के फूलों सी
चारों ओर उठ रही है।
यह पुरानी धुनों की
याद दिला रही है
अचानक मेरे ह्दय में
ईच्‍छाओं की हरी पत्तियां
उगने लगी हैं

मेरा प्‍यार पास नहीं है
पर उसके स्‍पर्श मेरे केशों पर हैं
और उसकी आवाज अप्रैल के
सुहावने मैदानों से फुसफुसाती आ रही है।
उसकी एकटक निगाह यहां के
आसमानों से मुझे देख रही है
पर उसकी आंखें कहां हैं
उसके चुंबन हवाओं में हैं
पर उसके होंठ कहां हैं ...
by-rabindranath thakur

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तुम्‍हें
संपदा का समुद्र कहते हैं
कि तुम्‍हारी अंधेरी गहराईयों में
मोतियों और रत्‍नों का खजाना है, अंतहीन।

बहुत से समुद्री गोताखोर
वह खजाना ढूंढ रहे हैं
पर उनकी खोजबीन में मेरी रूचि नहीं है

तुम्‍हारी सतह पर कांपती रोशनी
तुम्‍हारे हृदय में कांपते रहस्य
तुम्‍हारी लहरों का पागल बनाता संगीत
तुम्‍हारी नृत्य करती फेनराशि
ये सब काफी हैं मेरे लिए

अगर कभी इस सबसे मैं थक गया
तो मैं तुम्‍हारे अथाह अंतस्थल में
समा जाउंगा
वहां जहां मृत्‍यु होगी
या होगा वह खजाना।
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पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस, एक निगाह प्यार की,

पुकारता चला हँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हँ मैं,

ये दिल्लगी ये शोखियाँ सलाम की,
यही तो बात हो रही है काम की,
कोई तो मुड़ के देख लेगा इस तरह,
कोई नज़र तो होगी मेरे नाम की,

पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस, एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हूँ मै,

सुनी मेरी सदा तो किस यकीन से?
घटा उतर के आ गयी ज़मीन पे,
रही यही लगन तो ऎ दिले जवाँ,
असर भी हो रहेगा एक हसीन पे,

पुकारता चला हूँ मै,
गली-गली बहार की,
बस, एक छाँव जुल्फ़ की,
बस, एक निगाह प्यार की,
पुकारता चला हूँ मै।

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कहा तो था तुमने
ख़त लिखने को
और मैंने
सिर्फ़ शिकायतें दर्ज कीं

कहा तो था तुमने
मिलने को भी कभी
और मैं
रास्तों को
नक्शों में तब्दील करता रहा

कहा तो था तुमने शायद
फोन करना
थोडी शाम ढलने के बाद
और मैं गुमसुम
हवाओं के पर काटता रहा

मालूम नहीं
हर बार
कुछ होना
कुछ और क्यों होता रहा !

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फिर सावन रुत की पवन चली तुम याद आये
फिर पत्तों की पाज़ेब बजी तुम याद आये

फिर कुँजें बोलीं घास के हरे समन्दर में
रुत आई पीले फूलों की तुम याद आये

फिर कागा बोला घर के सूने आँगन में
फिर अम्रत रस की बूँद पड़ी तुम याद आये

पहले तो मैं चीख़ के रोया फिर हँसने लगा
बादल गरजा बिजली चमकी तुम याद आये

दिन भर तो मैं दुनिया के धंधों में खोया रहा
जब दीवारों से धूप ढली तुम याद आये

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दिल धड़कने का सबब याद आया
वो तेरी याद थी अब याद आया

आज मुश्किल था सम्भलना ऐ दोस्त
तू मुसीबत में अजब याद आया

दिन गुज़ारा था बड़ी मुश्किल से
फिर तेरा वादा-ए-शब याद आया

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कई सदियों तड़पता रह गया था आस में तेरी
कि गर्दन को घुमा कर
इक नज़र हम पे भी डालोगे
उसी रस्ते की पुलिया पे,
जहाँ से तुम गुज़रते थे,
वहीं कोने में बैठा जोगड़ा
जो गीत गाता था
वही मैं था
ख़ुदा ने भी सज़ा ही दी
कि तुम से दूर ही रखा
तुम्हारी बेख़ुदी ने हम से क़ीमत ही नही मांगी
न देखा ही कि क्योंकर एक बन्दा
आँख से आँसू बहाता है
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चलो फिर से मुस्कुराएं
चलो फिर से दिल जलाएं

जो गुज़र गयी हैं रातें
उन्हें फिर जगा के लाएं
जो बिसर गयी हैं बातें
उन्हें याद में बुलायें
चलो फिर से दिल लगायें
चलो फिर से मुस्कुराएं
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मेरे प्‍यार की खुशबू
वसंत के फूलों सी
चारों ओर उठ रही है।
यह पुरानी धुनों की
याद दिला रही है
अचानक मेरे ह्दय में
ईच्‍छाओं की हरी पत्तियां
उगने लगी हैं
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गर्मी की रातों में
जैसे रहता है पूर्णिमा का चांद
तुम मेरे हृदय की शांति में निवास करोगी
आश्‍चर्य में डूबे मुझ पर
तुम्‍हारी उदास आंखें
निगाह रखेंगी
तुम्‍हारे घूंघट की छाया
मेरे हृदय पर टिकी रहेगी
गर्मी की रातों में पूरे चांद की तरह खिलती
तुम्‍हारी सांसें , उन्‍हें सुगंधित बनातीं
मरे स्‍वप्‍नों का पीछा करेंगी।

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वे तुम्‍हें
संपदा का समुद्र कहते हैं
कि तुम्‍हारी अंधेरी गहराईयों में
मोतियों और रत्‍नों का खजाना है, अंतहीन।

बहुत से समुद्री गोताखोर
वह खजाना ढूंढ रहे हैं
पर उनकी खोजबीन में मेरी रूचि नहीं है

तुम्‍हारी सतह पर कांपती रोशनी
तुम्‍हारे हृदय में कांपते रहस्य
तुम्‍हारी लहरों का पागल बनाता संगीत
तुम्‍हारी नृत्य करती फेनराशि
ये सब काफी हैं मेरे लिए
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अगर प्‍यार में और कुछ नहीं
केवल दर्द है फिर क्‍यों है यह प्‍यार ?
कैसी मूर्खता है यह
कि चूंकि हमने उसे अपना दिल दे दिया
इसलिए उसके दिल पर
दावा बनता है,हमारा भी
रक्त में जलती ईच्‍छाओं और आंखों में
चमकते पागलपन के साथ
मरूथलों का यह बारंबार चक्कर क्‍योंकर ?

Have a very good night…….

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-61, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 19TH AUG' 09, 21.04 HRS

SENSES

Mind is completely blank nothing is pouring out; I am not able to enunciate, finding myself flabbergasted. Crooning of Sarah Vaughan hit "If you could see me now..." started from my DVD with very soft phrasing, deep tones and gentle vibrato.

"Mind" which is said, human utilizes only 10% , senses this number through one of my "Gyanendriya" or organ of perception which is responsible for our empirical knowledge or the knowledge of the sensory world- the ears via sensory system up to mind.

Mind send the signals through each cell to whole body and muscles get relaxed, senses open and contemplating sombre thoughts which lurk before vanishes away.

Senses cloud our consciousness, creating the illusory notion that we are unique individuals different and separate from the rest of creation and that we are responsible for our actions and are the actual doers. They do not let us see the unity underlying the diversity. They limit our experience and our awareness to the objective world.

We say mood…what is this mood? Different definitions are there but most appropriate seems it’s called ‘anchoring’ a positive emotional state.

Where as “...“anchoring” refers to the process of associating an internal response with some environmental or mental trigger, so that the response may be quickly, and sometimes covertly, reaccessed.”

So what we see with this that everywhere senses overcast our consciousness as I wrote above.

Just imagine how on daily basis these senses play role in our daily life, making us happier, make us laugh or sometimes paranoid or in the state of dementia. It all associated with our senses. Doesn’t it give an indication to us to control our senses?

I remember a verse from Srimad Bhagavadgita ~

In the second chapter Lord Krishna explains how suffering arises through the activity of the senses. By constantly thinking of sense objects, a mortal being becomes attached to them. Attached thus he develops various desires, from which in turn ensues anger. From anger comes delusion, and from delusion arises confusion of memory. From confusion of memory arises loss of intelligence and when intelligence is lost the breath of life is also lost (2.60-63)

This gives an alarming bell to all us mankind to practice to control all 11 numbers of our “Gyanendriyas” and “karmendriyas” (The sense organs).

With love and regards,

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-60, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 17TH OF AUG' 09, 12.11 PM

PAIN AND ANGUISH

Why it always happens??? Why everyone could not remain in harmony? Why people are egoistic??? What ingredient we all are made up of that provoke us to become attention seeker. Its not bad but there should be a proper way by which one can grab attention of anyone and not by involving in mud slinging and squabbling.

I admit here I am a very big fan of Mr. Amitabh Bachchan, who write his blog on daily basis and almost answers most of the responses he get. Just 2 days back we noticed some irrelevant posts were there not relevant to his blog so we commented onto that and suggested some steps to curb with these menace but instead of taking our views in positive way his "Extendum Familia" involved themselves in mud slinging and squabbling. Instantly this was noticed by BIGb yesterday and he mentioned in his blog to his "Extendum Familia" FMXT either you stop or I stop writing blog.

It really hurts to see his 2 liner, with very much pain and anguish I posted apology in behalf of FMXT and requested to continue writing and since all the FMXT are intelligent and they will behave properly.

But its unfortunate to read a comment by a FMXT that it all started by me and one another female FMXT and supported by other many FMXTs.

I really felt completely sad and full of anguish and thought immediately to go away from BigB's blog and regarding that I posted my comment too on his blog.

I am going to be deserted from the daily dose of Bigb's literary skill, the knowledge imparted by him on various subjects and his famous "Yellow Strip" with his comment. I respected him apart from a Centennial Nayak as a mentor, a guide, a teacher.

He will always be in my memory..........the time I spent on his blog will be unforgettable.


Manoj Kumar Ojha

DAY-59, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 15TH AUG' 09

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY !!!

स्वतंत्र ता दिवस की हार्दिक बधाइयाँ !!!

We got independent in year 1947. A big country got partitioned between Bharat and Pakistan.In School, Colleges and govt buildings tri color khaadi flag got unfurled. We use to hoist tri color flag at the highest point of our house on a long bamboo so that our flag should be always high compare to others in our colony. It follows with celebration with "Jalebi" distribution then we sit in front of our TV set to listen and watch Prime Minister's speech from the rampant of Red Fort in New Delhi. After that we watch "Shahid" movie by Manoj Kumar. Blood surges in veins and heart start pounding while watching this movie.

As the time passes by reservation system has raised its head and the whole India was on fire. Lot of students self immolated against the reservation system. Actually post Independent initially for 10 yrs reservation was made compulsory for the upliftment of Dalits but later on for gaining political mileage politicians never scraped it and still continuing it. There is no any proper yardstick to know who is really poor dalit who require reservation instead of that effluent dalits(by caste) use to garner the fruit of reservations.

Since reservation was there in all sectors right from education to job all the average person started migrating either to big cities, metros or abroad for their education and bread & butter.
A kind of disgruntlement, anger, pain always prevailed against the govt system.
Migration always not happened by choice, it happens by force except in few individual cases where people migrate by choice.
Does every migrated person don't having patriotic faith. I believe we all are "Desh premi" by one or other way.Those who are away from India having more curiosity to know about beloved motherland that what is happening and boil blood with more intensity then any resident Indian when any external forces try to eye India and try to destabilize by any mean it may be Mumbai Bomb blast or attack on our Parliament. Thanks to our democratic nation where all the religion people live in unity and harmony and I am damn sure no one will be able to destabilize our lovely vast country.

God bless us......

Unity in diversity !!!

JAI HIND !!!


Good Night....with love.....

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-58, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 14TH OF AUG'09, 23.44 HRS

JANMASHTAMI !!!

I remember the childhood days when my Papa was posted in BCCL and we were staying in company quarters in Koyala Nagar, Dhanbad. Dhanbad a coal belt area was a district in Bihar state during that time but now it is a part of Jharkhand State. My childhood spent into this City city enriched in Coal which got extracted from lot of underground mines in around Dhanbad, these mines are controlled by Coal India Limited and whose subsdiary is BCCL. The whole City is influenced by a Bengali culture due to proximity with West Bengal.

We use to celebrate all the festivals with fervour and gaiety. Always waiting that one or other festival should come so that we celebrate on our own limit.

Still remembering with start of year we use to Celebrate at large scale Puja by collecting "Chanda" Donation and installing Statue of Ma Saraswati. During Ramnavami we use to sharpen our skill in "Laathi yudh" or sword fight. As the days passes time come for "Jhoolan" the birth of Sri Krishna which celebrated as Janmashtami in whole India and in different part of world where Indian lives.

Normally we start preparation for the decoration of "Jhoolan" quite in advance. Collection of different size of rocks and pebbles which we arrange in such a form which gives impression of mountain and valleys then next our act will be to make this rocky mountain a complete green. We go to our lawn and scoop away the grass tiles in square form for which always get scold from the elders. So, now this green grass tiles cover the whole rocky mountain uniformly and our next task was to habitat the whole valley areas with the modern civilization. A full proof planning we do and make the streets, drainage system, houses, street light, School, Colleges, traffic signals, black top road, birds, animals, shops, market, bank and etc. This all came to our tiny mind about a town planning and once this work get over. Very precisely in between the city we fix a Swing "Jhoola" on which "Radhe Krishna " Statue get installed.

On the Janmashtami day we all keep fast and await till mid night when Lord Krishna too birth and we celebrate this moment with Aarti and pooja and swinging "Jhoola".

It may seems play during childhood but it left a significant remark on the child's memory which we learnt while carrying out Sacred Puja of Lord Krishna.

Krishna symbol of love, symbol of abundant knowledge who was more a human being then a Lord. He is now worshipped across the continent and still we do fasting and puja on Janmashtami and go in flash back of my memory of my childhood celebrations.

You too share your memories if you wish....

Have a very good night.

With love and warm regards,


Manoj Kumar Ojha

DAY-57, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 12TH AUG' 09, 22.30 HRS

Last few days I was completely engrossed with the company's MD's and other dignitaries visit to our base. They visited 2 of our remote sites in mid Sahara desert and while returning they spent a night at our base. I apprised them with the latest development at this base.

After our dinner we headed to the recreation room where we tried on dart game and pool then decided to play few games of Badminton. We all enjoyed playing wonderful game of badminton.

Still don't understand what God has destined for all of us. Normally our base is also used as a transit point for our 3 remote sites and in the transition process I got acquainted with a a Russian Electrical engineer 'Eugene", a jovial mid age character. He was located at our remote site called 'REG'. Yesterday after lunch he was mocking with his colleagues and thereafter went to his room and called an electrician on radio that he is feeling uneasy so come with a doctor. Doctor and the electrician instantly rushed to his room, initial investigation shows that his BP and other parameters were normal even though he was feeling uneasiness. Doctor rushed to the clinic to grab Oxygen bottle and when he reached Eugene's room he found him dead.

Why it happens??? Why Almighty do like this??? From the same site and of the same discipline an electrician died in the same circumstances few months back and he was more younger.

Not able to solve out the this perplexed problem that how and why it is happening??? Is it due to stress or the extreme living condition????

If any of you doctor who can crack this problem will be helpful for other netizen too.

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-56, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA 09TH AUG' 09 20.46 HRS

MIND AND ITS STRANGENESS

The five element of universe influence our mind and its actions.

I don’t know if you have noticed it, but mind behaves in oxymoron. I am simply a moron deprived of oxygen. Rein of mind required to be trained otherwise mind is easily overwhelmed by greed, ill will, ignorance, conceit, jealousy, envy, worry, restlessness, and sceptical doubt. These are the driving forces behind conflicts. Once the mind associated with them, it becomes wild, violent and deluded. Then the mind behaves as a monkey who cannot stay quietly and still even for a moment. It is always wandering and flickering and hard to control. On seeing desirable things, greedy mind arises; when it grows stronger, we try to get attractive objects by legal or illegal means. When encountering unpleasant objects such as enemies, anger arises; when the emotion gets stronger, we act violently. All these problems are the results of the perplexed mind. It require perfect concentration by the practice of awareness. If your mind is unstable your breath will be unstable, its directly related to our state of our mind which directly govern each action of our body.

I remember following lines by OSHO~

"I am feeling thirsty and I am looking for water." But as time goes on, and there is no sign of any oasis -- and as far as the eyes can see, there is no possibility of finding water -- the thirst goes on spreading all over the body.

From the mind, from just a word, `thirst', it starts spreading to every cell and fiber of the body. Now it is no longer a word, it is an actual experience. Your every cell -- and there are seven million cells in the body -- is thirsty. Those cells don't know words, they don't know language, but they know that they need water; otherwise life is going to be finished.

It comes ... it certainly comes. It has never delayed for a single moment. Once you are in the right tuning, it suddenly explodes in you, transforms you. The old man is dead and the new man has arrived.

With best regards,

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-55, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 07TH OF AUG' 09, 21.17 HRS

THE LIFE LINE OF MUMBAI - MUMBAI LOCAL TRAINS

Sometimes back I got an opportunity to ride in Mumbai Local train, it was from Borivali to Churchgate on western line.Reached Borivali station and found people were very disciplined and standing in serpentine queue awaiting their turn to come to take their ticket. Frequency of trains are very short, At every 2 minutes there is a train. Even though Sea of passengers feel it is not enough and the sight of all the trains where people hanging out from the trains gives an spine chilling view. At this view I got nervous, how I can ride into this train where plethora of people travel.

I congregate all my energy and confidence and told myself to take a ride. Very soon my turn has come and I purchased return ticket from Borivali to Churchgate. There are two categories of trains slow and fast. Slow as name suggest it stops at all stations between Borivali and Churchgate whereas Fast stops only at main stations in between.

Unfortunately I happened to get a chance into slow local. As the Borivali bound train from Churchgate arrived which in turn become Churchgate bound local from Borivali since Borivali is the terminating point for these trains.

As the train stops at the platform herd of passengers come out like someone is throwing jute sand bags from the train and with the doubly speed passengers enter into the train and in this process each and every one get rubbed with each other resulting in tearing of shirt or bag hanging from shoulder or getting neck sprain or the very dangerous occurrence that you may alighted from the train but still your one of the leg got stucked in the mass of passengers. You are crying and train started, no scope for getting out finally with a jerk leg will be out with a sprain. Its destiny that one got survived otherwise it was sure shot death. I was fortunate that with a push from behind by other passengers who were more in hurry to enter train, I got finally entered into the train. hardly I got enough room to keep one of my leg on the floor on the corridor and my other foot was stamping another fellow passenger's foot. My both hand jabbing side of the partition which divides corridor and sitting area.

All your scent of Fahrenheit and crease of your shirt and trouser vanishes like you never wore before. Fragrance of your scent will be replaced by stinking perspiration and humidity. At every stop of train you be prepared to get a drastic push by incoming and outgoing passengers.You start burning your calories in this process and this is the exercise which regularly Mumbaites do to keep themselves fit.

Finally going through all this ordeal and standing in the same position for 40 to 45 minutes Churchgate station arrived and with one push I was out of snail paced running train. I immediately went to washroom and the whole washroom was stinking with urine and urea. came out quickly and made my shirt tucked inside my trouser which came out during this terrific journey.

Our politicians always give speech and promises that they are going to turn Mumbai into Shanghai very soon. I had an opportunity to visit Shanghai in year 2006 and by seeing its massive infrastructure, wonderful metro rail system, wide roads, 6th densely populated high rise buildings in the world....reaching near to that itself will take an era for Mumbai. I am not criticizing but its plain truth and am not denying that still it is possible to make Mumbai like a Shanghai but here lies the political will and the vision. Lets see how our dream city Mumbai is getting faired.

Your comment on the above is most welcome.

With lots of love and regards,

A very good night...... :)

MANOJ KUMAR OJHA

DAY-54, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA 06TH AUG' 09 20.45 HRS

DESIRE

Have you ever thought what really desire or covet or crave for something means? Does it consist of essential ingredients of daily life, money, fame, lust or what?

Confucius admitted rationality of satisfaction of desire, just as he said in The Ritual Usages,"Water, food, men and women are vital desires of human".

Charaecteristics of desires at different ages varies as....for the child desire will be for a toy or a lolli pop, for an young it should be for money, sex and fame and for an old it should be for matter and peace.

Desire also varies from an individual from city to city. A small towner having dream to have a house in the country side and a good government job, for a metro guy will have desire to have an apartment in a metro with a big business or luck in Bollywood plus a large size car with a sexy lass.

To overcome desire means to be in control of yourself rather than following desire like a servant. Desire is the root of man's bondage. One who is able to overcome desire for sensory gratification and worldly power is a spiritually evolved person and it is for this reason that a spiritual aspirant must constantly strive to conquer desire. How does desire impede spiritual progress? There is nothing wrong in satiating a desire but it does not stop with that. As soon as one is fulfilled, another one sprouts in its place and it becomes an endless seeking. Hence, it is necessary to weed it out right in the beginning without becoming a slave to it.

Any comment from any of you????

With love and regards…have a very good night… J

Manoj Kumar Ojha

DAY-53, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA 05TH AUG' 09 23.26 HRS

CARING AT OLD AGE

Heading sounds really weird that why I chose this topic to discuss about. Well one day we all have to become old and definitely we all need the caring.

Initially when system was there in all Indian houses, people use to live in a joint family and the fabric of relation was so strong that they nurture their big garden of lives with love and affection.

But now tendency is changing in common household in India, now people are adapting a nuclear family lifestyle. I am not oppose of this system of living but at the same time we have not to forget our elders, parents who once took our fingers and taught us how to walk.

I remember one saying where it is said that if you want to live happily then try to live as much as in the company of children below 6 yrs and elders above 60 yrs.

Why we are becoming plastic and forgetting our values and culture. Why our young generation is on the run...why they are aping west and trying to experiment everything...I am not against the positive experiments but not the negative ones at the cost of our values and culture. For an example I have seen in Pune which is called education hub of India, young students who are just a free birds stay together(girls and boys) as a living relationship. Does our society has become that much mature to accept this??? On the other hand gay culture is getting lot of mileage..thanks to the media channels who are not keeping any stone unturned in giving wind to this cause.

I am not diverting from the main issue~ now analyse and let me know if things will go in this way then who will have time to take care of our old elders and parents...are their destination is old age home?????

I do understand it is the demand of time and job requirement that it is not possible even after thinking of remaining in a joint family one has to scatter to different places but still scope is there to take care of one's parent and elders.

Please let me know your comments.

Have a wonderful night......:)

Regards,

Manoj Kumar Ojha

DAY-52, HASSI MESSAOUD, ALGERIA, 04TH OF AUG'09, 22.00 HRS

Vacation at Manali, Kullu and Shimla

Finally posting after a 2 weeks as was completely out of touch with net during my vacation.

We set for our vacation trip on 22nd of July for Manali, Kullu and Shimla and the first leg was Chandigarh where we reached from Mumbai by morning flight in 2 hrs time.

This city is located in North India this modern city serves as the capital of both Punjab and Haryana. It is one of the Union Territories of India and is also the country’s first planned city. The city was planned by French architect Le Corbusier. Chandigarh is located at the foothills of the Siwalik hill ranges and forms a part of the Himalayan Ecosystem. Washed by Sukhna Choe in the east and Patiala-Ki-Rao Choe in the west, Chandigarh provides a wonderful stay for the tourists amidst the beauty of the nature. The city centre, popularly called Sector 17 is the heart of all activities in the city. There are a large number of parks in the city which provide ample space for the travelers to breathe in fresh air. Personally I liked Rock garden which is an architectural marvel.

We stayed in Taj Hotel, Chandigarh for a night which was one of the finest hotel of Chandigarh provides a very good ambience and very good service by the courteous staffs.

The very next day we started by car for Manali.The complete journey encompasses winding hills and valleys. By evening reached at Manali and checked in hotel.

Manali literally means the 'Home of Manu', the mythological character who survived when the world was drowned in a flood. Spectacular views of snowcapped peaks and wooded slopes, grassy meadows carpeted with wild flowers make Manali the perfect retreat. Manali still maintains its charm and beauty, with the majestic grandeur of the Himalayas on one side, river Beas cutting across the town, verdant valleys with rolling meadows and grazing herds dotting the hillsides, apple orchards and folk music adding romance to the ambience and presenting a wondrous canvas to the traveler. Experience the local color and beauty in Kullu-Manali's temples, quaint villages and the vibrant and festive mood of the people with their bright attire and handicrafts. Or encounter adventure; on the myriad trekking trails and routes, while skiing on the snow slopes but we didn’t get these as we reached there in mid season. Discover for yourself the Kullu Valley, going up to the Rohtang Pass at 13050 feet and encompassing the beautiful Manali in-between, nestled between the Dhauladhar and Pir Panjal ranges. As its magical charms captivate your soul, you ebulliently agree that it has rightly been christened as the "Valley of the Gods". It is an excellent place for a holiday, a favorite resort for trekkers to Lahaul, Spiti, Kinnaur, Leh and Zanskar regions in Kashmir valley. It is known as the SWITZERLAND OF INDIA. Finally our all pain going with kids through winding roads become fruitful when we saw the snow glacier where we played with snow. Only I really felt pain to see the whole road to Rohtang as well as Rohtang was completely polluted by the heavy vehicles exhaust and the dust blown due to heavy vehicle plying. Finally while coming down towards Manali we took a diversion to Solang Valley where we did “Paragliding” that gives an immense pleasure to see Manali as a free bird from the air.

After 3 nights spent at Manali we proceeded for Shimla by car but unfortunately our car got broke down just 2 hrs drive from Manali at the national highway 4 kms before a block Autt. One side was hill and otherside was river beas and there is no sign of habitation around. I thank to the technology that I took out my Asus mobile and logged onto google to find the nearest Taxi association number from my location and finally I got connected to the Bhuntar taxi association and they promptly send me an Indigo car with 2 bottles of water as our stock of water got exhausted and kids started crying for water. Within one hour of logging to google we got the taxi and finally set our journey for Shimla. Finally by 8 pm we reached at Clubmahindra resort “Whispering pines”, at Mashobra which is situated 12 kms away from Shimla.

A popular tourist destination, Shimla is often referred to as the "Queen of Hills" (a term coined by the British). Located in the north-west Himalayas at an altitude of 2,128 metres (6,982 ft), The city is famous for its buildings styled in tudorbethan and neo-gothic architecture reminiscent of the colonial era. Shimla is also known for the prestigious Bishop Cotton School, which is one of the oldest boarding schools in Asia.

Mashobra is located on one of Asia’s largest watershed, with the Indus and Ganesh on either side. Situated over 7000 feet above sea level, the breathtakingly beautiful hill station of Mashobra is part of the Shimla district of Himachal Pradesh. This quaint town dates back to the 18th century and was built in the British era by Lord Dalhousie.

The natural vegetation comprises pine, oak, cedar, rhododendron as well as maple and chestnut. The wildlife in this area include monkeys, baboons, jackals, barking deer and the occasional leopard as well as numerous bird species, the Himalayan eagle, pheasants, chikor and partridges, to name a few.

Surrounded with densely covered forests of oaks and pines, it is also one of the main markets supplying fruits and vegetables to Shimla.

Mashobra is a preferred and relaxing holiday destination because of its utmost tranquility, dense forests and lush foliage, strategic central location and grand panoramic view of Greater Himalayas. It also offers fun-loving people an opportunity to experience Great Adventure Sports. At 7000+ ft above sea level, it is a wonderful place to unwind with very greenish mountains all over. An excellent getaway if you love nature, mountains and all forms of wild life!

A frill of snow-capped peaks surround Mashobra and if the weather if good, you'll actually be able to see the Pir Pinjal range of mountains all the way in Jammu and Kashmir. The Reserve Forest is also great for trekking, camping and picnics. So if nature is your thing, give Mashobra a chance to relax and rejuvenate you completely.

We had been to Naldhera golf course which was developed by Lord Dulhousie, also we had been to Kufri, Jhakoo temple which is situated at the highest point of Shimla and then to mall road which is comprise of upper market and the lower market, in upper market you will find all the branded stores normally which you will get in your city but in the lower market you will get lot of local stuffs at the good bargain if you know the art of bargaining.

We had a plan to visit Dharamshala too as already we booked for 2 nights in clubmahindra resort in Dharamshala but it has become really treacherous journey with small kids so we cancelled our trip to Dharamshala and returned to Kullu and relaxed there at resort for 2 nights and finally flown back from there to New Delhi in the next morning and spend the whole day with family friends and in evening of 30th July flown back to Mumbai and finally on 2nd Aug flown back to my karmshala at Algeria.

Have a very good night…..:)

Regards,

Manoj Kumar Ojha