"Switch to Diesel!"

A six member family and the story of early 90’s. We bought our first vehicle Bajaj Chetek scooter. We all four siblings were playing football with the complete colony friend’s circle on the ground located in our colony. I was the goalkeeper and was in the team of my elder brother who was the captain. Suddenly the opponent team came close with the ball and hit the ball very hard with the aim that they will hit the goal, unfortunate for them that I saved the goal. Everyone along with my big brother I was hugged and lifted up for saving the goal. I was walking in the air but not with the fact that I saved the goal but with the visuals I saw on getting lifted in the air. My dad came driving Bajaj Chetek and parked in front of our house. Mom came out with the thaali of puja to do the puja of the scooter. In the meanwhile when everyone was enjoying the goal saved I screamed on top of my voice pointing “Bhai look out there, we got our Chetek “. There was a big silence and I was just dropped on the ground without fearing that I will get hurt and all of them just ran towards Chetek. Well it did hurt my bumps as I just fell and for moment hated Chetek that this is like falling straight suddenly on the ground after rising so high. But after getting up I just forgot everything.
We were just so thrilled that we were trying our hands on the parked scooter by making noise from our own mouth and rotating the handle as we our driving our very own Chetek. I just feel nostalgic writing all this, but a very pleasant memory to all of us. We all went on drive with Dad that very evening near to the beach. It is so funny to recall that moment, that we all were playing and fighting to be on the scooter and play with it instead of playing on the beach. For the very first time Dad was happy and smiling at us that his kids have gone crazy. We were fighting for our turns and Dad resolving it. Whole evening just went on sitting on the back seat and front seat turn wise turn. Mom and Dad were contented seeing us. I am sure all of us must have such an experience in their childhood. Days passed we went on drive on Chetek, enjoyed many picnics. I was too young so was just concentrated always on the enjoyments on and with our Chetek. I have to write the experience of joy of opening the petrol lid and enjoying the smell of petrol those days.
I started growing and I remember the day when my father was on the way to drop me to a tuition center, suddenly Chetek stopped in the middle. Papa realized that the petrol was over and the petrol pump was a bit far. He had to drag the scooter all the way to the petrol pump site; I was unhappily walking along with him. After reaching there we saw a big line to wait for. Out of curiosity I just asked three questions: “How much petrol do we fill in our Chetek?”, “How much money we pay for it?”, “How do you come to know when to refill the petrol?”. Dad looked at me with surprise and smiled at me and said “We will talk about this in detail in the evening”. After coming back he explained me all three questions. That day I just got worried and was wondering that this will stop us from enjoying many rides and many trips we are planning to go on it. Suddenly at that age I spoke to my father” Dad why don’t we have something which is cost effective? which is maintenance free? Which is pollution free? Which can ran for a long distance so that it does not stop in the middle?
I remember that all he said at that time which is true till today. All he said was now the consumption of the petrol is less so we all our not seeing the need of an alternative, the day demand is more we will have the solution which will answer your entire question. I realized it over the period as I started growing that what is said in those days is very much applied now.I grew up bought a petrol car as that was the only option available at that time. Driving over the years I realized it no this is not what I want as I am contributing lot of pollution in our environment, there is a huge maintenance I need to take on and for long distance travel I need something better. After reading so much about diesel and its benefits for sure over petrol that I have made the switch to diesel car. It was definitely sad moment to sell of my first car as I was emotionally attached. Well I am happy that I am doing a bit to keep a healthy environment to survive and enjoying the solutions to my problems with petrol……….!!!!
I would definitely like to thank indiblogger for this wonderful topic which brought me back so many memories. I am sure these topics and write up will bring up lot of switch to diesel from petrol. Guys have fun and enjoy with the new switch…..!!!!!!!
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Salute to the spirit to live

Today at 07:00 pm on my way back to home from office i met this man who has left a mark in my life. Ramkiran yadav who had lost both the legs in an accident works in Delhi stays in the slum area. I know we have been seeing such people on TV, magazine's and in every day to day life, but i am sure it will be agreed by all that any human being leaves his mark only when you meet him personally. I was walking towards the metro station to catch the metro to get back home. I saw that just a few steps ahead a bus stopped at the bus stand and a man who has lost his legs wanted to get down. He just jumped from the bus with only one stick to give support to him. Unfortunately he just fell on the road loosing his balance, he was offered a helping hand to get up but he just rejected it. It was strange to watch as we all keep cribbing and watch out the discussion where we just talk that now a days people live such a mechanically life that don't have emotions to help anyone.Well he got up on his own and started walking towards the bench to sit down. He had hurt ed his hand when he gave support on falling. I went near to him and asked him "Baba are you alright? Will you drink some water?". Looking in my eyes all he said did you come to me all because of sympathy?
I didn't had any answer to it as i was confused was it really the sympathy towards his condition which made me do this.I kept quite. He said listen my child i was never born this way. Life is uncertain always, i and you never know what's in store the next moment. I was happy when i was not like this, i am still happy when i am like this. I had not let this tragedy of my physical state changed me and my life. I was a self confident man before and i am still. I never lived on mercy and sympathy and will never desire for them. Just remember if you are sympathetic to yourself then people will only show sympathy to you. I ask for help when i need but not the one filled with sympathy.
I have lost my leg but not the life, so i should still be happy. I know many things i cannot do and enjoy as i used to but there are things which i can. Suddenly a loud horn blew and we just saw a bus arrived. He smiled at me and said it was nice talking to you, i know you got what you wanted too.I was putting all the thoughts running in my mind together on my way.People in your life might not remain the way you want, might not behave the way you want but for sure you can always. All i summarized is to be always undeterred. These small incidences of this metro life adds so much of spirit in your life. I want to salute all such people who live their life with self-respect and the smile on the face regardless of anything.Thank you baba for this meeting ................!!!!!!!!

Follow your heart !!!!!!!

We all are born with freedom and as an independent individual. This is a story of my friend which I feel is common to many people like us. As a new born baby I have the total freedom and independence of my life. There is no one who will govern me or I need to think of their emotions which the life is made up off. As I do not know when I am born what all emotions does the life holds. I just follow my heart as I sleep whenever I want, I eat whenever I want, I smile whenever I want, I cry whenever I want, people are always around me trying hard to speak to me. I become the most cared and attention seeking person of the family. I am writing this article today as I strongly feel that that was the only time when I followed my heart and was surely the happiest person on this earth. Looking back on this long period I feel now I have lost the feeling of following my heart to major extent. When as a child I started growing up I was getting controlled by my elders as in when to eat, what to eat, what time to sleep, when to play, with whom to play. I could not oppose on to these and followed to it as I had the fear of getting scolded, fear of losing my favorite chocolate. I followed them too strongly because of the fear and could never follow my heart. There were times when my heart wanted to cry but I could not as I knew I will be scolded. I wanted to be in defense as a point of career but didn’t follow my heart. I wanted to visit many places which I knew will bring so much of peace and happiness but again failed. I wanted to learn guitar, I wanted to be a writer, I wanted to pursue my higher studies but I just buried everything inside my heart.
All these years I just feel that I lived for others except the time which I spent to make a career for myself so that I can live my life with my money. I can easily count that it be just 7 years of my life. As I always strongly wanted that I am not dependent on people for money to survive. I was a very bright student and I had a bright career and would have achieved a very big position till date. As they say to materialize your dream you need to follow your heart and work hard for it which did not happened. I feel that I lived the life for many people associated in my life. The irony of her story is that though she lived the life for others still they say that “What did you do for us?” After hearing this I just thought in my mind that none in this world give the credit to others so easily and accept the fact that yes you did at least something in our life. In this story what she did was just followed them and that is the biggest giving to them. Had it been that she would have been against them every time and followed her heart then definitely she would have been more happy and successful. I just feel a highly potential person just failed by not just following her heart. Life is never straight and simple to anyone but it will be made beautiful and happy if you just listen to your heart. I know we all hold ourselves back just to see smile on others face, no to hurt anyone, to avoid any argument. But why it is that we people find difficult to get someone who can understand each other from the point what hurts one, what makes smile one, what are one’s dreams. It is easy to find the cause of the issue and blame the person of not doing thing, but my point is if you have found that this is the problem then do the solution for it then just suggesting and speaking. It is easy to speak then to do as we all have grown so mature at such an early stage of life that we know what and where is the problem. It is a saying to know someone’s situation much better please step in his/her shoes and you can understand the position and emotions very well. The day we all can do this to each other then I am sure we will start following our heart. Trust me the contentment it will bring to our life will remain thankful always. I just want to follow my heart from now on and recommend you guys too for it. Listen your heart and stay happy at heart.

Life is Life

Today evening when I switched on my T.V at 08:00 pm saw the news of 3 serial blasts in Mumbai. All it came to my mind is no man not again!!!, but the reality is that we are living in the world where blasts have become a part of our life and we have to live with it. Every time there is a blast all we hear is that the Govt. is taking the necessary step and we as public go on a peacemaking rallies. But the question is what is the outcome of all these actions. Did we see any change? I believe no may be the frequency is reduced but not the intensity. Every blast at least takes the life of one innocent. I just wonder the people behind these do they have any soul, heart and emotions in their lives. Person who becomes a human bomb or involved in keeping these bombs forgets that god has given this birth to live and let live everyone with peace, then how can one think of saying that we are sacrificing our lives for our rights. What is the motive behind these serial blasts? What are they getting or trying to prove by taking the lives of the innocence that they even don’t know, whom they have never seen or met in their lives?
Well I am writing this and thinking how I can rather we can control this. Can this be stopped? We still could not stop this in Kashmir then how can we stop this in other parts of the country. The irony of all these stories is that we have accepted these as a part of our life and we are living our life. All of us heard about these blasts yesterday night and probably just called up our near ones and dear ones to check that they are fine and safe.Think about the people who have lost their family member, friends, neighbors. We forget what was the fault of the person who just lost his life, and then all I get to know is what you can do. It is always easy to say that may be you can become the victim of this any day, but believe me it is always easy to say but you will know the feeling when you are into it, in hindi we say it “FAAT JATI HAI DOST”. Lastly all I write is that we have become immune to these incidences and life on the next moment is back to normal and running smoothly as nothing had happened, all we do is just mourn over the incident and the deaths. We have become so brave that we walk on the same street next day morning to reach to our work. Seeing this over the period I just say to myself that life is life and will remain the same forever.