Thursday, August 23, 2012
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Standing Up for the National Anthem
This happened last week when I had gone for a
movie at a theater in Mumbai. Before the start of the movie the National Anthem
was about to be played and a request flashed to stand up in attention. It was
the one showing Lata Manageshwar and others which just keeps going on. The
anthem has to be finished in 52 secs. I would ideally like watching many other
better versions, preferably the one showing the differently able children.
While standing through the anthem my eyes felt on a family on a couple of rows ahead me. The parents stood up for the anthem while their son was sitting beside them least bothered or interested. This angered his mother and she hissed him to stand up and after a few rounds of arguments the boy finally gave in and was made to forcibly stand.
While standing through the anthem my eyes felt on a family on a couple of rows ahead me. The parents stood up for the anthem while their son was sitting beside them least bothered or interested. This angered his mother and she hissed him to stand up and after a few rounds of arguments the boy finally gave in and was made to forcibly stand.
This brings a question
to my mind. Most of the youngsters today are a thinking generation. They are a
rebellious for a right cause in their own sense. The question that comes to the
mind is whether is it mandatory to stand up when the anthem is played. The
answer is ‘no’. What satisfaction can we derive from forcing them? The Ministry
of Home Affairs says, whenever the anthem is sung or played, the audience shall
stand to attention. However, when in course of a newsreel or documentary or the
anthem is played as a part of the film, it is not expected the audience to
stand as standing is bound to interrupt the exhibition of the film and would
create disorder and confusion rather then add to dignity of the anthem.
This has to be taken in
its simplest sense. Personally I would stand up whenever the anthem is played
or sung publicly. But if there is someone who does not wish to stand up, then
we shouldn’t be bothered and leave him to himself as long as such person does
not act in any manner to lower the dignity or respect of the anthem.
~ KARAN
Saturday, August 11, 2012
HAIKU # 1 - OPEN HEART
Labels:
Bruised,
Haiku,
Hurt,
Open Heart,
Pain
Thursday, August 9, 2012
55 Fiction # 4 - Innovation
Standing on the
platform
for the train he
impatiently awaits
Jumping in even
before it halts,
he crawls into through
the gates
to find a place
to stand
to keep free his
hand
which is a
requirement
in a crowded
local’s compartment
not willing to go through
the everyday motion
today he tries this innovation
Innovation @ its
very best in a Mumbai local train
KARAN
Scribble gets off the Mark
This is not a post. It’s just my
gratitude towards my first follower!!!!
With immense pleasure I declare that my Blog has got its first follower in ashzzes
With immense pleasure I declare that my Blog has got its first follower in ashzzes
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Beyond Sunset and Sea
Beyond Sunset and Sea
Labels:
BAT,
Beach,
Blog-a-Ton,
Poetry,
Sun Set
Sunday, July 1, 2012
TWO MINUTES
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Another one hit her with a jolt
She fell to the ground,
Unconscious, bruised and wound
At the hospital
Decisions had to be bold,
She may not walk at all
Feared Dr's, we were told
In a while
She woke
Still in shock
Unable to talk
Somehow she spoke,
At the end of it
I just broke
Let me tell you
How it stoke
Girl steps out of the gate,
Is hit by a car straight
She is at the steps
Running on to the road,
To be careful, by the Mother
She was told
She was in the lift
Itching to hold the gift
For it was her b'day
And her father was home with it
A while back
She was at the office gate,
Seeing off her mate
Hurry up, her mother roar,
Only "Two Minutes"
She cuddled at the door
At this i went numb,
For if not for that "Two Minutes"
In the hospital,
She would not have come
PS:"I wish time could be rolled back,
for so many two minutes, could be corrected
up the stack"
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Labels:
Accident,
BAT,
Birthday,
Blog-a-Ton,
Poetry,
Two Minutes
Friday, May 14, 2010
55 Fiction # 2 - Profound Grief
Man kept mourning on a grave
Repeating in profound grief
Why did u have to Die??
Seeing this another man said
I don’t want to disturb your grief
But I've never seen anyone mourn like this ever before
Was it your parent or child
The man took a moment and answered
My wife’s First Husband
K@RaN
Labels:
55 Fiction,
Death,
Husband,
Wife
Saturday, May 1, 2010
55 Fiction # 1 - Escape
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A long
preparation and lots of rehearsals
had
been done
Before
the final day had come…
I knew
she would say yes,
But
still was a touch nervous…
I asked
“will you divorce me”
She
said “yes I will”
And
finally I escaped…!!!
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