Religion

Truly M J Akbar writes in his editorial that all religion may not be same but the all religious extremist are same. Amazingly, I realized this fact only after reading his editorial.

Hinduism, Islam or Christianity may not teach the same thing, but the religious fanatic teaches only one thing hate other religion. The supporters of Taliban and Ram Sena or for that matter any religious extremist outfit all same.

I think religion is someone’s very personal matter and no government, no organization, not even parents should interfere or impose any religion to any human being.

Pakistan decided to part away from India to become an Islam mulk. So today when Taliban says to stop all modern education, culture, entertainment and follow only laws created by them, then somewhere the society, the government of Pakistan is responsible for this. Now they are left with no options but to fight the force which once they have created for their own political ambition.

In India, we as an educated and responsible member of the society should stop people paying polities on the name of caste, religion, community or region.

We should all stop politicians and parties preaching hatred against our own human community otherwise someday we may face same situation as Pakistan or many so-called religious countries.

I believe and as many say no religion preaches hatred, It gives you the strongest emotion to fight back in most difficult times.

haath chhute

haath chhute bhi to, rishtey nahi chhoda karte -

waqt ki shaakh se, lamhe nahin toda karte

haath chhute bhi to, rishtey nahi chhoda karte

jiski aawaaz mein silwat ho, nigaahon mein shikan -

aisi tasbir ke tukade nahi joda karte

shehad jine ka mila karata hai thoda thoda

jaanewaalon ke liyein dil nahin thoda karte -

lagake saahil se jo behata hai use behane do -

aise daryiyaan ka kabhi rukh nahin moda karte

waqt ki shaakh se, lamhe nahin toda karte

haath chhute bhi to, rishtey nahi chhoda karte

LOVE IS BLIND

It was another boring evening I was returning from office waiting for my train at Ghatkoper (Mumbai) station. The station was crowded as usual and hundred of people running to catch their train. It was 6:15pm and there was announcement “slow train to Dombivili is arriving on platform no 1”.
The train was crowded but by luck I got into one compartment where one can comfortably stand. But I could sense there is something strange about this particular compartment, I was looking all around and then I realize that I got into compartment reserved for handicapped people.
I didn’t know what to do, so I started observing people around me. My eyes fixed on particular couple. A lady facing me was holding her husband in her arms. The man was about 45 yrs and most probably the lady would be around 35-36 yrs old. I could not see the man but he was wearing white shirt and black trousers. The lady was wearing a pink sari, with green and golden bangles in her hands and vermilion marked prominently on her forehead. I also noticed a beautiful titan watch in her hands.
She was wearing gold earring and mangalsutra, dressed up like a typical married Marathi lady. I was wondering why she is holding her husband like that, Is every thing fine with her husband? I was lost in my own thoughts and suddenly there was announcement “Next station Vikroli”.
The man unfolded his walking stick and I realized he could not see, he was blind. The lady followed him by holding his bag, she also could not see. But I could see their love.