My Unforgettable Journey on Mahindra SUV

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                       It was the summers of 2006.I think it was the month of august . My husband being from transferable job got a chance to visit the most beautiful part of India - Leh Ladakh  . It happened by chance that I also had my summer vacations and he took me along to Leh . As both of us are from north India we had some idea of the weather there . And besides that we had some friends along with us who were joining us on that trip. By gathering all information about clothing and other things to be taken along I started preparing for the trip enthusiastically .
                         Finally the day arrived,when we reached Leh by air from Chandigarh . My husband was busy in his work for the whole day so we could not go any where that day . I decided to put up in the hotel along with my son aged 3 years  for that day .I spent the whole day having the fresh feel of the pure air of Leh . It was decided that we would go for sight seeing and visiting the monasteries early in the morning next day. For that purpose my husband along with his friends hired Mahindra SUV . Leh is situated at high altitude and has very tedious road structure and it is very difficult to move in that terrain with light vehicles . I was very curious  and excited about my trip .
                         Next morning  my family and other friends got ready at 7 ' o clock in the morning. our vehicle reached at time and we all the passengers boarded it to move around in the valley . Our driver might be in his early forties was a ladahki guy named Dorjee . He had kept his vehicle clean and decorated like a newly wed bride . As soon as we boarded the vehicle we felt at home and hence started our 'incredible trip'. 
                        He first took us to local monasteries and Shanti Stupa . While driving he was telling us about the life style of that region and the hard ships they under go during tough winters. It was around 11 '0 clock he told us about the 'World's highest motorable road- Khardungla Pass' . I also had read about it in National Geographical Magazine . When I came to know about it I started looking for my camera so that i could click photo graphs on that peak point . It was around one and half hour journey from Leh . It was planned that after visiting to Khardungla Pass we will come back to our hotel . 
                       We reached only half the way when weather started packing up . The weather conditions there are a lot unpredictable . Before starting from Leh we all put on our jackets , caps and gloves to avoid the cold at such a high altitude . I made my son wear double layer of woolens to avoid any dire situation . besides that we also had kept a blanket with us for children to cover. Our driver told us to go back to Leh when he saw the changing weather but moved ahead after our repeatedly forced him to go . He stared telling us the story of the travelers  stuck up on that road for more than 24 hours when no assistance could reach them because of heavy snowfall.
                    It was half past 12 when snow fall stated and nothing was visible .Every mountain , tree and even the road  was all smeared in white garb  of snow . Initially we were enjoying the snow fall but after some time it started showing its effect by the needle like chills piercing through our packs of woolens . The children started crying vehemently and we tried to make them warm by wrapping in the blanket . Suddenly we heard the loud noise from out side . Listening to that the driver at once put the brakes of the SUV to stop immediately.  As we looked out of our car we saw a military truck . Its tyres were skidding because of slippery roads due to heavy snow fall . It felt difficulty in moving froward . even our driver was also having the same problem but he managed it smartly . Because of the military truck the traffic of both the sides could not move . Meanwhile snow fall got even worse than before. It was now half past one and every body was feeling hungry. 
                    We were sitting in the SUV waiting for the road to be cleared . To keep us busy our driver stared telling the stories of people stuck up there and how they got help from army persons who are always on duty there . While he was telling all this suddenly  I saw a truck fallen in the deep valley which was around one kilometer deep . The truck looked like a small pebble. I asked him about the fallen truck as our vehicle was only few feet away from the edge of that deep valley . What he told me, I will explain it in hindi as only this could do the justice to his exact words .I said : " Bhaiya . ye yahan kaise gira aur ye yahan kab gira tha?" . He replied in a typical Ladakhi accent : " Ooo !! Mem shaab ,ye road bara danger hai . Yahn koi agar shardee mein girdta hai to ushkaa boody nahi milta hai . Body braf mein dabb jataa hai aur jab garmi aata hai to baraf pighaltaa hai to ushkaa pataa chaltaa hai............bahoot danger hai mem shaab .........agar tum gir jattaaaaa hai to haddi bhi nahi miltaa . Bahoot log marta hai yahan aa kar......koi baat nahi hum tum shab ko theek theek pahuncha degaa wapis......"

KHARDUNGLA PASS

                         As I heard this story I got goose bumps with fear even in that extreme cold  . After listening to all his narration when I again had a look on that fallen truck I felt the vertigo and closed my eyes tightly like a pigeon . I hold my husband with great force to get my self relieved of that fear. We kept waiting there for  two  more hours . The chilling winds were showing the effect and we all were in dire need of some hot tea . But at that highest road of the world two army men came to our vehicle like angels sent by God . They came from the near by camp by foot to assist the army truck . They came with two big flasks of hot tea and some biscuits  to give it to the army men in the the truck . When they saw our vehicle stranded near by with ladies and children in it , they also served us tea and biscuits. I had the tastiest tea of the world on the highest motor able road of the world .
                        After 2 more hours the weather cleared up and a snow cutter of army came to clear up the road for vehicles to move further. When the road was cleaned and cleared ,  our SUV moved to the top of KHARDUNGLA PASS which was only  800 meters from our stuck up point . We got out of the vehicle and clicked some photos and thanked the army men who helped us at that point of time .

                       Its been now six years to that incident but it is still afresh in my memory like it was six years back . My story is incredible and the credit goes to MAHINDRA for making such a wonderful SUV which brought us safely back from that rugged terrain  and to the ARMY men who helped us like angels . 

My Imagination

Sometime My Imagination is a beautiful  lady ,
and thoughts poured in sentences are her body.
The lady dances to my tunes like a puppet ,
and only I how and when to stop it.
Sometimes it becomes a dream unfulfilled... ,
and my fancies know ......in it how different colors
                                     can be filled.
So my thoughts become the different shades of these colors. 
 And lend me charm ,happiness and a feeling of satisfaction
................. to make my dream come true to the perfection                                          

The Window

O my dear! little airy Window,

You are the most charming corner of my room,

from where I can see flowers in full bloom.

sunlight which passes through you...

...............gives my cheeks a rosy hue .

The fresh breeze when touches my face

...fills my imagination with divine grace.

Through you I can see creatures moving around,

And I can hear God's music in nature's lovely sounds. 

You give me a Great view of the beautiful and green pastures;
Thanks for being my door to the happiness through Mother Nature.

जाला

 छुपा कर रखा था मन में कुछ सवालों को ,

 सहेज कर रखा था कुछ उलझे ख्यालों को , 

 लगता है बस थमी सी चल चलती है जिंदगी 

                                                 सालों से  ,

 कयूं मकड़ी सी उलझी लगती है अपने ही 

                                                 जालों में ?

 ये जाल अपने ख्यालों से जो हमने बुना है  ,

 कई सवाल जिनमे खुद को बे वजह ही फंसा रखा है |

 न जाने , कब वो दिवाली आएगी ?

 जब कोई पाक रूह ये जाला हटाएगी....

 अपनी ही कैद में फंसी जब ये जिंदगी , 

 खुले पंछीकी तरह बेख़ौफ़ हवा में गोते लगाएगी |

 

THE STREAM........WITH IN

The days were more golden ...................

.........................the rainbow more colorful

And those days were happy and  bright,

with a charm of being in blissful delight.

No big deals nor big dreams were there;

except of getting a new doll and a pair

                      of bright red sandals..........

which I wanted to add to my life's little joy bundle.

No reality I knew of this world to which I was born,

As nothing was in existence....................................

                      except the world other than my own.

It was like roaming in a fairy tale and living in a dream. 

And the time kept passing like a flowing stream.

The stream enjoying its peaceful and bubbly way;

knowing nothing about vast Sea where it is going to lay.

One day a realization came and made me uneasy

...and my bundle of little joys was no more with me.

The joy of being a child .........................................

living in its own world with a great pride.

but this was a passing vision..................

underneath which a hard reality was  hidden.

The stream which felt its way steady and smooth;

At last embraced the Sea of bitter truth.

The truth I felt when I grew a little old.................

that every thing looking golden is not always a Gold.

Now I have seen this life with experiences hard and soft.

And  at last the stream with in me realized that is has

to move , move and move...to meet the Vast Sea ,as it can not stop.

Stream has its  identity because a Sea is there;

And without the existence of this world I stand nowhere.

मेला

रंगबिरंगी दुनिया का मेला देखन 

छुटकी चल दी ..............................

माँ की उंगली , पिता का साथ लिए 

भीड़ में वो आगे बढ़  ली ..............

क्या रोशनी ,क्या चहल -पहल ,

क्या रंग , नज़ारे  अलग - अलग ,

हैरान  हो ये सब छुटकी   देखन  लगी  |

माँ ! ये गुडिया , बाबा ! ये झूला 

मुझे भी है लेना ..........................

ना  बेटी ! ये न किसी काम का, 

फिर कभी ले लेना.........................

चलो , फिर कभी इस  गुडिया से 

मै खेलूंगी .......................................

अगली बार ही सही , कोई बात नहीं 

मै ये झूला ले लूंगी |

रुको माँ ,इसे  पकड़  कर तो मै 

देख लूँ ................................. 

बाक़ी  बच्चों को झूला लेते देख ही 

मै ऑंखें  सेक लूँ ....................

मन में  ये सोच छुटकी बोली यूं ,

कोई बात नहीं , माँ -बाबा  मै 

बड़ी सयानी हूँ .................. 

जब अगली बार  आप  के खेत फसल 

अच्छी होगी , 

तब ये गुडिया भी मेरी होगी  |

इतना कह छुटकी आगे  मेले में  बढ़ दी ,

और माँ -बाबा  की  ऑंखें  आंसू से भर दी ,

क्यों दिखाई  रंगीन दुनिया इतनी.................

ये भोली "लाडो" को..................................

जो इतनी जल्दी गयी वो सयानी  हो |

फिर छुटकी रंग -बिरंगी  दुनिया के मेले

में ग़ुम हो गयी......................................

आगे बढ़ चली वो भीड़ में ,

मन में सपने संजोये  कई ...................

 इक दिन जरूर वो गुडिया  मुझे 

मिलेगी कभी |

                                                                       

MY GUIDING STAR

O'Mumma, I miss you!

Want to hug and kiss you.

When I came to this world ,

You took me in your arms' hold.

YOU made me grow 

and lend me your eternal glow.

You are there that's why I am here,

On this earth so splendid and beautiful.

without you this world,

would have been gray and dull .

When I look at  you,

feel like a small child,

Because I know you are there

In whom I can always confide.

Ma ,you are an Ocean,

And I am your tiny wave. 

You are a Banyan tree,

I feel  relaxed and care free,

in whose shade.

GOD- I have never seen

but you are my God incarnated 

in to being my mother.

Be my guiding star,my friend and 

my healer.

I fear nothing,

No worry , no care

Till the time with me you are there.

So Be my inspiration

As your very presence is the Eternal bliss

O dear MOM , I want your warm hug and kiss .

               

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL: दो टूक

 दो टूक: "उजड़ा मेरा आशियाना ना कोई रहा ठिकाना ऐ मेरे खुदा .............. गुजरा वो था ज़माना जब अपना भी था इक ठिकाना , ज़लज़ला ऐसा आया , आंधी ऐसी च..."

दो टूक

उजड़ा  मेरा आशियाना
ना कोई रहा  ठिकाना
ऐ मेरे खुदा ..............

गुजरा वो था ज़माना
जब अपना भी था इक ठिकाना ,
ज़लज़ला ऐसा आया ,
 आंधी ऐसी चली,
पंच्छी गिरा डाली से...
आशियाँ उड़ा ले साथ चली ........
ऐ मेरे खुदा ..............

कर रहमत अपने बन्दों पर ,
न जर न जेवर , न रहा कोई घर
कोई खता हुई मुझसे जो गर
ऐ मेरे खुदा ................

बीवी की आँखें हैं नम,
दिल में लिए सिसकता इक गम ,
भूख से मासूम रहे हैं बिलख ,
मै हूँ बेजार और बेबस ,
क्या करूँ ,किस से लडूं
तू ही तो है जिस से फ़रियाद  करूँ,
ऐ मेरे खुदा .....................

बंदा क्या लाया थे ,जो खोएगा

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जब होग्री तेरी रहमत
तू अपने आप ही देगा |
ऐ मेरे खुदा ...............

क्या चाहिए मुझ गरीब को ,
मेरे बिखरे नसीब को,
इक छोटी  सी दुनिया ,
जिसमे हो  इक अपनी छत
दो टूक रोटी, दो पल चैन |
समझ मेरा भी दर्द.......कर कुछ मेरी मदद .
ऐ मेरे खुदा .....................

LIFE- AS IT IS.............

Hi friends ,
                   Its been long time back when  I had  put anything here out of my mind for you. Life is very busy and in the hum drum of life we often forget to give a few precious moments to our creativity. We should let  our thoughts flow on the paper to give a shape to our imagination.
                 Today I was musing over my past ,especially the  time spent with my siblings and my parents . In the initial years of life what a child  sees around , it definitely bears an impact on his or her personality. The parents are the first thing  he looks around when he comes out of the womb of his mother. This is his first step in to the world of civilization . After parents come other family members like siblings ,grand parents ,family friends and other acquaintances . The overall personality of a being is the amalgamation of all the influences which one feels and under goes during these formative years.
                 Besides this, other things which shape our social and individual behavior are the kind of food we eat and the atmosphere we live in. If a person is living in the surroundings where everybody is abusing and using foul and filthy language, the child will naturally pick it up . On the other hand to a child  born in singers' family, music will become his  soul and passion.  It might be possible that he is not as perfect as others around him,but a little practice can give a sparkle to his singing talent.
               Similarly , I had a great impact of my parents on my personality. What I am today is because of my mother and father. They have taught me to be patient and optimistic. Optimism is the greatest of all virtues which can make you shine like a Sun even in the darker times of life. It can change your perspective to look at the world.  The best thing  I have learnt from my father is to be happy and positive and make others  also feel that. I feel a kind of solace and happiness when my words give a healing touch to somebody who is in pain and misery.
                 The conclusion is, what you want to be in your life, is decided  only by  your personality and the way you perceive things in life and the surroundings. This is the  reason why Great persons are always revered. 
      
                 THANK YOU GOD FOR GIVING ME YOUR GLIMPSE
                 THROUGH TWO BEINGS- MY PARENTS,

                            THANKS FOR HOLDING MY HAND AND TEACHING ME
                  THROUGH THEM.

                            

"YOUR ATTITUDE IS YOUR FRIEND "

Hi Friends,
                 Its been almost four months since I have put anything in writing. All those previous months have taught me a lot about  relations and life around. Going through a turmoil in the surroundings,I have started looking at life in a very different way. The life is not so easy as it seems to us. We have so many influences around us  which directly or indirectly affect us. I also went through such an indirect influence  a few days back that left an impact on my mind. I was upset for many days and a hidden fear of death used to haunt me. I wanted to get rid of it and my resolution of not getting disturbed and the way my father helped me getting over it helped me a lot.I started looking at the HALF GLASS FILLED rather looking at it HALF EMPTY . Now  after this change in  the attitude ,I feel more energetic ,confident and full of zeal to face the darker aspects of the life.
             So my dear friends always be positive and confident .Never criticize the negative and dark .White is there because we know there is Black in existence.Without tasting the bitter we would not be able to taste the sweet. FEAR is your enemy and Faith in ALMIGHTY is your true friend. Your own personality is the greatest friend and foe of your life.Now decision is yours which one you choose:  A friend or An enemy.

                                          BE POSITIVE AND BE HAPPY.

A Salesman

Today was Sunday and in the lazy afternoon when every body was enjoying the afternoon siesta my door bell rang.  I went to open  the door to know who could come at such a time and when I opened it I saw a man of 25-26 standing over there holding a travel bag. He was a salesman .After opening the door when I gave him a glance and he hesitantly asked me to give him 1 or 2 minutes so that he could show me the products he was selling .Although I had all the things with me that he was selling but being a little bit humane on my part I didn't have the courage to say no to him. When anybody doesn't like to be disturbed on Sundays ,he was going door to door to sell off his things so that he may earn something  for him self. On seeing him I felt that he must be in a great despair for doing work like this fully knowing that he might have to face insulting remarks like:"get lost. don't disturb us .Is it the time to disturb anybody?"
                                                                I saw a pain on his face and humbly told him that we had already all the things which he was showing.I asked him  for the glass of water and he went away. Here the question is not of buying the things from that person  but it was of that of  your behavior and conduct towards other human beings .When one has some personal motif from the other being he would definitely be kind and soft in his conduct towards him. But we should always see GOD in other living beings irrespective of our own needs and requirements, for who knows when GOD is there at your door-steps. TO BE HUMBLE ,KIND ,SOFT AND CONSIDERATE IS HUMANE AND GODLY ,WHICH IS THE  ONE AND ONLY DIRECT WAY BE ONE WITH GOD.  Try it with yourself and see how immense pleasure it gives you.
                                                

THE DARKER SIDE OF LIFE

Well this is my first try to write a blog.There are certain things ,thoughts and ideas which are common to every body.here I would like to share my hidden fear for death.we all are so lost in the sunshine and beauty of life that this realization of death seldom comes to our mind and seems to have no place in the busy life. it is better to write down your views when you can't share them personally with somebody. this thing is coming to me since last one month in which so many unexpected things have happened around me. one of them has happened with my maid.she is a very hard working and dedicated worker.for some health problem I was in bed for around one month.she lives in the premises of my house only .she was having a happy family of a son and a husband. she is the second wife of her husband and was rearing the child from her husband's first wife i.e her only son.he was a very healthy baby of three and a half years.he was having normal cough and fever for which he was being doctored,when all of a sudden a scream came from her house one early morning.............and her son was no more. this is not only about the loss of a child I am talking about but this is about the sacrifice she has made for that child. she could not give birth to her own child because she was operated for not having her own children, so that she could better look after that child . she brought up that boy since he was only 9 days old and forgot that she has not given birth to him.she gave him the love and care which she would have given to her own child. but this was the end of her story . this all happened in front of my eyes.a day before that boy was playing in my house and next morning his mother was crying in front of me for having lost him. Since that a turbulence is going in my mind about the life we are living and the time of end which only GOD knows . this incident has taught me a lesson that LIVE THE EVERY MOMENT OF YOUR LIFE AS A LAST MOMENT. Spread the happiness around you and help the needy . always keep the word DEATH engraved on the slate of your life so that you forget about your own pains and contribute to the well being of others.