Those small, happy moments

‘The real joy of life lies in celebrating small moments of happiness than waiting for big ones to happen’

Today we have increased our necessities to such an extent that we have no time left for ourselves. In the process of chasing our dreams, goals and our everyday challenges, we have lost the true happiness which we cherished in our childhood. Now cars, tablets, mobiles, expensive clothes and hotel visits have becomes necessities of our life. If you don’t have any one of the things in your life, you will be considered away from the race. To maintain our status or prove our false pride, we start opting for such things on credit. Is this true happiness? Exactly not. There is a huge difference between necessities and luxuries. But unfortunately, we have started considering luxuries as our necessities. It’s not wrong to fulfill your desires, but also make sure that you don’t go overboard about these things.

In the early days, everyone had time for each other. But today, everyone wants to stay in touch with each other without coming closer. Thanks to whatsapp, FB, Twitter, Instagram etc. Technologies may have brought us closer virtually, but by hearts we are going far away. The tight hug of friends, bunking schools to watch movies, stealing money from daddy’s wallet, insisting for delicious food from mummy and secretly passing love letters to sweetheart are some moments which are lost somewhere. I hope you must all have enjoyed such moments in your times.

According to you, what is the exact definition of happiness? Is it buying a expensive chevrolet car or meeting your friend after a long gap? Both these happiness are great for the people as per their perspectives. Frankly for me, neither a car is important, nor a trip to foreign place. For me, my happiness is smell of homemade food, the dusty pages of an old book, the melodious music of a memorable song and the memories of a long-lost friend. These small moments of happiness mean a lot to me and if you agree with it then these small, happy moments are larger than life.

Now I hardly see few people lined up at phone booth. Thankfully, we have mobile phones with all the chatting applications but no time to call each other. We have credit cards to relish on delicious foods in restaurants, but we have forgotten the one friend who used to give us credit during our difficult times. The love letters no longer exist in digital age because relationships break more faster than 3G.

Friends, take a time out to live those small happy moments before life slips out. Give a surprise visit to your old friend, travel in public transports, meet your school teacher, gift a bouquet to your wife and tell how much she means to you. For some people, it may sound routine and old-fashioned, but really the magic lies in celebrating the small moments of happiness which you really care for. I have started making a list of the small happiness I want to enjoy. Have you made your list?

Regards
Prashant Badiger

Lokmanya Tilak – Have we really forgotten our hero?

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“Every man dies, not everyone really lives” – William Wallace (Scottish Partiot)

Is our patriotism only limited to standing up for national anthem in cinema halls? The chase for survival and material gains has become so intense that we have forgotten the patrtiot in us. Long ago a bold reformer, a courageous patriot brought a revolution in India with ‘Kesari’ the newspaper that woke the nation from it’s lethargic slumber. His name was ‘Lokmanya Tilak’. His ideas were visionary, his only dream was Swaraj- complete freedom. The recently released biopic – Lokmanya Ek Yugpurush highlights his struggles, initiatives and sacrifices to liberate India from British supremacy. I am surprised that why it took so long time to make a biopic on this great leader. I had read his biography 12 years back and felt that such hero should arise back again today. But sadly, our younger generation is so much influenced by jobs in Silicon Valley that no one wants to stay back in nation and make the changes in society. Lokmanya started schools and colleges so that kids and teens can use their knowledge for betterment of country, but today’s youth has ended up as a money-making machine for his own needs. This is not which Tilak had really thought for the youth. Unfortunately somewhere we, the youth have betrayed Tilak. The dream and ideals that Tilak expected in today’s youth is really contrast to his expectations.

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Tilak’s contribution towards starting festival of Ganesh Chaturthi was indeed an great initiative to bring people together in devotion, unity and love. But today, it is sad to see that every ganesh mandals in Mumbai are more keen on bagging the best ‘Ganesh Mandal’ award. VIP’s and celebrities are given special privileges for Ganesh darshan while the common man has to stand for a whole day, hungry to catch a glimpse of his beloved God. This is not what Lokmanya Tilak had thought for. Farmer’s suicide, mental harrasment of senior citizens for pensions, molestation of woman , scams, burning for dowry, huge donations in institutions are issues that are buried in files only. We cannot bring the change in the system unless we bring the change in us. Lokmanya’s ideas, vision and his writings still continue to enthall Indians and I hope someday that our society will be a corrupt-free society. Though our efforts may prove futile to bring change in society, but there will be gut feeling that we at least made a 1% attempt to bring a change around us. Through this article, I have taken a small effort to revive the memories of Lokmanya Tilak and conclude with this hope that the ideas of Lokmanya Tilak will never fade away from our mind and heart.

Regards
Prashant Badiger

The Blue Umbrella – A Short Story By Ruskin Bond

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“Some books are so familiar, reading them is like being home again” – Louisa May Alcott

Very few books have that charisma that appeal to both kids and grownups and Ruskin Bond’s short story – The Blue Umbrella is one of them. The above quote holds a special place in my heart because we like to read books where we love to relate ourselves. This short story – The Blue Umbrella belongs to that category, a memorable story whose magic will keep on enchanting the readers for generations. Published in 1980, this short story is written by Ruskin Bond whose stories are more connected to hilly areas like Himachal Pradesh. The premise of this story is set in a small village of Himachal Pradesh where a poor little girl named Binya is smitten to a beautiful blue umbrella owned by a rich family. She trades off her leopard claw necklace for the captivating blue umbrella. From that moment, the blue umbrella becomes Binya’s rich possession.

Still from the comic book The Blue Umbrella

Still from the comic book The Blue Umbrella

Slowly the umbrella becomes a center of attention among the people living in the village. Everyone in the village craves to own that umbrella. Especially Ram Bharose, a shopkeeper has his eyes set on the blue umbrella. He even requests Binya to sell her blue umbrella to him for a fair amount. But Binya refuses to part away with her prized valuable. Realizing that his master Ram Bharose won’t be able to gain the umbrella, his servant Rajaram plans to steal the umbrella for his master. But while stealing the umbrella, Rajaram is caught red-handed by Binya’s brother. When everyone in the village comes to know about Ram Bharose’s greedy intention of owning Binya’s umbrella, Ram Bharose is neglected by everyone in village. Later Binya realizes that she shouldn’t flaunt her umbrella to make Ram Bharose sad. Finally Binya happily parts away with her blue umbrella by giving it to Ram Bharose. Now everyone in the village borrows the blue umbrella from Ram Bharose for time being. Though Binya is sad for parting with her umbrella, she is glad that she has brought a smile of happiness on someone’s face.This short story was made into a motion picture in 2005 and was adapted as a comic story in Amar Chitra Katha.

Author Ruskin Bond

Author Ruskin Bond

I recently read this short story of Ruskin Bond and was so mesmerized by its simplicity that I couldn’t wait to share this story on my blog. This story is about joy of giving and sharing happiness even in sad moments. Though my writings can’t match the magic of Ruskin Bond’s words, I have made a small attempt to spread this story to all my readers, young and old. I hope that once you have read this post, you will definitely buy the original copy of “Blue Umbrella” written by Ruskin Bond.

Happy Reading
Prashant Badiger