Friday, August 20, 2010

FREEDOM @ 63...

At the night of 14th august, I was standing outside the Church Gate Station in Mumbai, waiting for the taxi. A traffic policeman standing nearby to me, he was diverting traffic to other side of the road. I asked him, “Why are you diverting the traffic as this road is always open?” He replied, “For tomorrow the traffic plans is changed, there will be a visit of VIPs here so we are instructed to abandon the road”. Then I asked him, “How are you going to celebrate this Independence Day?” he started laughing by this question as I have passed some joke. Then he said in a satirical tone, “I don’t even have a time to pee and you are saying for celebration. Do you think I will celebrate it? I have no independence; tomorrow also I have to drag this traffic till night, and in the morning I will have to more vigilant as VIPs are coming on this road only.” He lighted a cigarette, while taking a puff he smiled and pointed me that this is my ‘celebration of Independence’. I gave him a return lack lustrous smile, took a taxi and moved towards my end. I stepped outside the coffee house in Colaba, met my friend there and told him all about traffic policeman, He was laughing at me and said don’t u have any other work than interviewing people on the old crap topics. He was telling me how his one holiday would be a waste just because Independence Day would be on Sunday. I laughed and told him to make a double celebration as for Sunday itself and another one for Independence that the country had got independence 63 years back. He started abusing ministers, bureaucrats, and in the last the latest offender ‘The Suresh Kalmadi’, came into his abusive tongue. We talked a little about Kashmir issue, but then nothing will be changed with our discussion, so we dropped the idea of discussing it and started enjoying the coffee and hot peoples surrounding with their independent dresses and ideas. After having our coffee session, we went to marine drive, sitting and facing towards Arabian Ocean, enjoyed the cool and wet breezes of sea, keeping our philosophical thoughts with in our mind, talking, walking, commenting, abusing we moved again towards Church gate station. I showed him the place where I met the policeman; he abused me again and went to the ticket counter. My eyes were trying to locate that policeman, but were unsuccessful. I boarded the local to Goregaon. I saw the time, it was 11:55, my friend was talking to me, but my mind was their in the past, 63 years back. This was the time when we got the freedom, our nation was declared free by our first Prime minister, Pt. Jawahar Lal Nehru. He gave the speech on the parapet of Red Fort at the stroke of the famous midnight hour in 1947 and since then raises a tradition of Independence Day tryst with the nation for every Prime Minister. The local train stopped at the Goregaon station, we got off, took an auto and left straight away to his flat. I was little tensed, happy, thoughtful, patriotic, a mix of emotions coming out of my mind, making me reckless and anxious to think about my nations past. When I reached his flat, I opened the facebook and posted on my wall, “Happy Independence Day” along with another quote, “Independence might be a dream for Indians, but after 63 years it still remains a dream…” I don’t know why I posted it. Are we still not independent? We still dream of independence, independence from whom, from poverty or scandal ridden common wealth games holding the country’s reputation to ransom and the government stubbornly refusing to be accountable for criminal mismanagement of public resources. What a common man think of it, on one side a poor public struggling to meet its daily expenses in this back broken price rise and on the other, the government spending lavishly on the commonwealth games for just 10 days of games to uphold its false image, which in actually doesn’t matter. The government who still is not able to understand, why there is an outburst in the valley of Kashmir, why people felt agitated and came out on the street? The answer knows every common men, but sorry to say not our government. We choose them, we made them and at the end we have to suffer them. I fear, whatever is happening in Kashmir valley, one day it will happen in all over India. At last how much a common man will suffer with this? Is this not anarchy? Everything seems to be in disorder, Naxalites took the advantage of our politics, we lost several thousand lives of CRPF, but then also why the government hesitate to give a chance to military personnel’s, they are well trained to handle these types of situation than those Para-military forces who doesn’t even having a proper training for these situations. It seems to be political agenda, introduce a little anarchy; everything will be in chaos and then rule over it. All to all, we are not even able to solve the issues of Khap Panchayat, comm’n they won’t be able to stand in front of our powerful judicial decisions, these are very trivial matters which irritates the public, it breaks the trust when the government do not take any stand just because the vote bank might shattered. We are paying for our choices, we indirectly choose the people on the top even though they are not efficient. I don’t think people chosen Omar Abdullah for this, he is sitting in a AC room and doing conference with other Indian Diplomats, why not he directly goes to the public and listen their voices what they actually trying for.
I don’t want to see figures that India’s GDP is growing with this percentage, let people feel it if it is growing. The newspaper has given the figures that how much fold India risen from 1947, but they haven’t given the figures of corruption that triple folded than those times. Whether it’s an IPL issue or a commonwealth games issue, all issues are showing that the government using public resources at large and we are sitting like schmucks, aren’t? We know that the corruption is there but then also we can’t do anything, because we are just marionette of freedom. We are happy to walk freely on the malls, eating in the MacDonald’s, wearing a branded jeans with our choice, if we think that this is the freedom, then my dear fellows, we are wrong. The meaning of freedom is changed, it is not that freedom where some group of revolutionaries, sitting and conspiring for British people, naah, now we want something more, we want freedom for our better being, a better and secured future. We don’t need a patriot who can die for the country, today we need a person who can live for it. We need awareness among the masses. And the awareness comes only through education, transparency and accountability, the government introduced RTI for better transparency and accountability but still we need more method to access public resources, the recent scandals shows that the government is still far away from the reach of common masses. Right to Education bill, and Right to Food bill is passed after 63 years (we were rejoicing…!), this would have done much before by the government. The definition of literacy is unique in our country, a person is considered to be a literate, who can write his name in Hindi or English, I won’t say write it, they actually ‘Draw it’. And with this definition we calculated our literacy rate as 67 % I fear how much it will be in real. We are living in darkness, yeah definitely no doubt we got independence, but we are not free yet, we need to break the shackles of intellectual isolation. Until we don’t make them accountable, we won’t able to solve the conundrums which limit our country’s growth. That policeman was right; we are still clearing and giving the way for anarch. It is much like anarchy of ruling class, of sovereign, and we are the puppets of sovereign. And in the end we use the term ‘Independence day’, think again, ‘Are we really Independent?’

Sunday, August 8, 2010

The dream of choices...

Sunday night is quite rude; I don’t like Sunday night neither I go for any celebration nor I partying in this night. Even in my school days, I hate this night just because from the morning we again have to pack our appointments for the next one week and this thought always make me feel creepy. I like Saturday night, too much fun, no tension of any kind, no late night worries, coz you have a whole next day to sleep. And right now also I am generating a same kind of feeling, same kind of uneasiness, restlessness so I thought to put some agitation here in my writings. I don’t know why I write, no I am not a good writer, not even a writer basically, but then also it calms my mind. Whenever I write something, either I too much frustrated or I have nothing to do, but then it makes me happy. So I write, huh… why am I giving explanation, ok no more explanation. Yesterday night, yup Saturday night I watched a movie “Knowing”, anybody seen it? It’s really a good movie I like its concept. I wondered from where these guys take these types of different concepts. The whole movie is about forecasting a future, a small girl wrote a numbers on a piece of paper indicating a dates and position of the places where the accident would occur. Just think if really it could possible to write a future on a just piece of paper, then how it affects the life of us, still there are lot of future teller doing business by making fool of people with their undaunted attitude and people believe in them. If suppose they could tell the reality of future, or predict the death of any person, then the world certainly would be on their feet. But this power is not in our hands, we could only guess but we cannot predict exactly as what written by God. Nostradamus the great astrologer, who wrote “Centuries” in 1555, a book of prophecies, he predicted our future, many of his predictions proved to be factual and fatal too. He predicted the end of world in 2012, let see, what happen, if it could happen I won’t be there to write on this blog that he was true, but yeah in case if it would not happen and I would alive till, then I would definitely write something good on him and about the people of this world. There are many things which better to be unsaid and mysterious, imagine if we knew our time of death, then I am sure, I am not writing these things in peace and with this much care. The more we know, the more we get into turmoilation. So its better to not think over it and let the life moves the way it wants.
Yup I forgot to mention about Octopus baba!!! See how much superstitious we, aren’t? And because of our superstition we loose our half confidence. Octopus baba predicted that Spain is going to be a winner; the opposite team definitely had loosened their half confidence in the match just because of his predictions and especially when he was coincidently proven true in the past.
The truth is we don’t have any control in our lives, all things are already written that’s what we called fate. But even it doesn’t mean that we stop doing hard work. It is upon us how we choose any thing, God has written something in our fate that we will get for sure, but it is depend on us how we take it, we might take it through theft, cheating, misleading others or through a good and hard work. So it is on us how we choose our life, and life moves forward according to our choices. When we make a wrong choice, its consequence and outcome has to suffer by many innocent peoples, like what is going in Kashmir, it was a wrong choice of some people who thought it to be good at that time, but now it becomes a cancer for both the countries. The main cause is “the choice” we made in the past. So be sure to make any choice, Nature gives chance only once, and we have to make it in that chance only.
Today only I have read a special report of Times of India on Kashmir issues and turmoilation going there, really wanted to write more but time doesn’t allow me. May be I will write on 14th night, the day this horrible venom vaccinated into the bloods of India and Pakistan.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Friends forever....

Sunday + Friendship day, very great combination really a moment to rejoice upon. Well I have already made the day of friendship yesterday night only, we dine together had a very delicious and yummy food. Togetherness made it more delicious and yummy. It was a wonderful moment we all were sitting on a roof, cracking pranks on each other, remember the days we have been together, smiling and crying on our most memorable and unforgettable moments, shared a Laugh on how we discussed girls, went behind them, caught, and then reprimanded. How we fought, behaved like a junglee in the class, thrown a chalk on each other, spatting and showing biceps in front of girls, made a fun of principal when she spokes on a stage, planned to bunk the school, skipped a period in excuse of toilet, run like a dog in a recess, how always sat on a backbench and doing mathematics in the period of Hindi and English, playing games in computer lab and fought for a chance of it, wore a best dress on a casual day in a school especially to impress a girls, felt special on wearing casual belt on school uniform, never tied the button of a blazer, felt like winning a race when suddenly answered the question asked by teacher, gave a smirking smile on each other’s marks, mobbing on canteen, eating each other’s tiffin, deny to give a homework copy, felt proud of having a copy of a girl(haha..), etc... Those days were never come back, but we recall it every time we met; half of the time we only talk about our old memories and deeds we have done 2gether. These are the small moments which make the life wonderful. I never had thought that I would be having such kind of friends which become a life for me, without them I won’t be happy. My happiness depends on their happiness; if anybody is sad we contribute his sadness and try to make it less. I see my father, no matter how he wrangles up and tensed in his work, he starts smiling whenever his friends call him. After years when we too will be more busy in our life, when we will have more less time to meet each other, then also we will be remain a friends because in some part of our heart there exist a memories of our life time, which we called friendship.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Back to pune...

Hi everybody, hope u people are good upon. Well I came back to Pune, again into my whole own world where I have to do everything on my own. Unlike home where I just order to my mommy and every ordered thing is there on my side. Here I have to go for restaurant for food where I am paying for each bite but then also the owner is not listening to me properly, but at home I am not paying anything then also mom is forcing me to eat every single bite in my plate. Sometimes I feel how much I depend upon my parents; they are protecting me in each and every way. What happen when I own have to carry out this life forward? It really makes me nervous, but at the same time more prudent and tough. Whenever I have any problem I just call my father, he gives me the best advice without any kind of animosity and selfishness. Every day they are growing older leaving behind this world, teaching me the talent and an art of surviving in this world. I am worried and tensed that whether I could be able to survive without them, and after years they will be not here, then with whom will I ask and share my problems. Who will be there to give me this purest form of advice in this world? Who will support me or will I have to live the remaining life all alone? These are the things which really make me worried, sometimes it gives strength and sometimes it makes me weak. With this thought and repercussion, I always pray to Allah (sweet), and only one answer comes in my mind that, it is the way of life, nature made it like this and I have to bear with it. Life teaches everything, may be at this point of time I am worried about my stand in this life or may be after a decade I will be in a same position like my father and directing my children the way he does. It is the cycle of life, and I think the burden goes to Allah SWT, He has given us this life, and so He has a responsibility to show us the right path and makes us to follow that path. But beside we too have some responsibility and it is the responsibility of hard work. We definitely get the fruits but only in that manner in which we sown and wanted it to be. This whole life is a race track; those parallel lines on track are parents, who always guide us to be in that line to win the race, but some of us get distracted and break the lines to reach fast track but then distorted from the track.

Thursday, July 1, 2010


In the evening only I came back from the most constructed city of India, the construction work covered all over the capital. It has been increasing day by day, becoming a big question for the government to complete it before the targets. The work is on its full fledged in Delhi, the preparation for common wealth games are on high seas. The Government is trying to present Delhi as a newly wed bride, but still a lot of makeup left to decorate India’s capital which from decades left unnoticed. The polishing image of Delhi to the world as a world class city costs India a lot. No doubt, it became the best city not only in India but also in the world in terms of facilities. It is concluded that after its whole refurbishment it will be the fourth best city in the world in the matter of transport and facilities after some cities of Europe and America. But the big question is arising; will the money spent on its upliftment turn out to be the prudent investment in the end? Because once the whole event is over, then what will happen to the newly constructed stadiums in future? And the most important, will we be able to maintain it? As lot of money has already been spent on the luxurious beautification of the city, whether we will be able to uphold its maintenance cost in the future? We are expecting that these mega events will host a better opportunity for India in the world affairs and attract many tourists there after to visit Delhi contributing a large to the Indian economy. How will the investment affect the ordinary taxpayer of the country? The price rise has already been noticed by the country. The biggest chunk of the Delhi Government’s budget on the games is being spent on general infrastructure projects: Rs. 6.920 Cr on flyovers, railway bridges and road widening, Rs. 16,887 Cr on metro connectivity and Rs. 35,000 Cr on new power generation plants, thereby cutting the other field of budgets. It is going to change the face of Delhi especially for those who were visited here before 5 years; it will be difficult for them to identify its new arms. The whole Delhi is connected with metro rail, it makes very easy to move from one place to others in this era of traffic problem. The heart of Delhi – the Connaught place is already on the verge of completing, and I think it is after so many years it has seen such type of reimbursement for its ornamentation.
Initially, the budget was of 2000 Cr but it increased to an extent of more than 30,000 Cr. How could the estimation be wrong at this extent? It could have varied up to 500 or 1000 Cr, but 30,000 Cr. Is it possible? Definitely after games there will be a mass enquiry about the expenditure on games, would be conducted by the government on these govt. officials. I was in a Delhi university when students were talking about the pockets of the govt. officials who are in authority of using the fund, many were tried to get their transfer in Delhi to get the hand in the budget. But here already officials got tasted the blood of budget in their thirsty mouths. It is a cakewalk for them to do hera pheri in the allotted budget and again the burden is on the common publics who were forced to pay the tax for this unhandled allocation and slaying of budget.
With this misleading budget of government, one can make two inference, either Shiela Dixit knows about all the corruption taking place in the name of Common wealth games or She is so much obsessed in making the city into the world class capital that she unseen the fraud going on in the budgets. Or we can say she is ready to take these corruptive measures in order to complete the ongoing construction work anyhow before the expected time and on the cost of common people. Surely and certainly this common wealth games is taking away the wealth of common people.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

A man is known by the book he reads...

“A man is known by the book he keeps”, I always find this proverb very interesting specially when you are surrounded by so many books. The only things which keep you moves forward in your life without any outlay are books and bicycle. These two always takes your life in forward direction, the books gives you a knowledge to understand past, present and future of life and make you identify with the complexity of life, while bicycle moves you forward without any consumption of any waste, except your energy which you ultimately regain it. Every book has its own style; the creativity done by the writer on his books is actually the effort of book. A book chooses its own writer, not a writer chooses its book. A book completed in the minds of writer much before he jotted down on papers. So as I was saying a book chooses its own writer, a writer only gives his expression or an idea to complete it. This theory definitely belongs to me; though it may looks weird to people but I am firm believer in myself created theory. I have been to many libraries, from ancient to highly modern, but I found one thing is very common and that thing is spirit of books. Every book in those libraries is trying to say its own history, creativity and effort that it had to been to reach there. It looks to me a living entity, whether it’s a fictitious book or non fictitious, when u open it a bundles of emotions, pain, happiness, sorrow, attitude (yup, a book too have an attitude), and the most important its story of making comes into your minds and forms a virtual picture of everything. You could realize how the writer had undergone through many phases to the creation of this wonderful creativity of words. It is an expression or medium or a means of communication to generation to generation or more than that. You can still read the mind of Hitler, if you read his autobiography; you can in actually imagine the situation and substance of that period. The best way to go into the past is to read the books of the past; no time machine can do this. Time machine may takes you back to the past, but then also it cannot takes you into the minds of the past. But book can take you in the past as well as in the minds of the past. That is the potency of the books, and that is why there exists a famous phrase “a man is known by the book he keeps”. But don't pursue only the words of this phrase, I mean don’t only keep the books, just go through it and make another phrase “a man is known by the book he reads”.
This thought mostly comes in my mind, when I read the books of “Shakespeare” and “Sir Conon Doyle”, their works are still into the minds of people. It still has a same charisma to attract all the readers of this newly wed world. Recently I completed a novel of “Sydney Sheldon”, ‘the Doomsday Conspiracy’, it was first published in the year 1991, today even after nineteen years still this book is ahead of us. He is such a terrific writer. I really feel the life of those to be useless who doesn’t read books and those wonderful words which was decorated by the wonderful writers. It is just a paper of words, but this very paper is holding the world’s knowledge and without it all things are useless. Just think, if we hadn't these assets then how could we come to know our past and if we didn’t know our past, how could we able to realize our present, and if we were not acquainted with our present then how could we strategise our future. So read the books, not only to know the magic of words but to know our past, present and future, without it I believe none of us would have been existed. And yeah always ride bicycle as it cleans environment and cleans you as well and moreover you will move forward without any backwardness (oil free world, pollution free world).

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Backa' withe celebritae...

Well it’s a long tiresome, hackneyed and exhaustive journey I have made, again and again I am into travelling and travelling, but it’s ok I like the way my life is travelling into a terrific journey with add on extra experiences which ultimately making me a full of wisdom, wisdom of Solomon…, no… its a wisdom of Farhan.
The scariest thing in the world is over, yup exams!!! The blood thirsty!!! The only souvenir thinking in that moment is to think of its ending, in exams even the work of labour looks easy and calm. But no more worries as now I am free from all shackles of exams and classes for a limited period of two months. Thank God.
Right now, I am at home feeling more relax than anywhere, temperature is also lowered since I came here, not like Delhi…ugh… Delhi is boiling, melting and evaporating peoples. I like Delhi but not in summers, it is ugly in summers but then also it is one of the best city in India, perhaps better than any city in terms of facilities. Don’t worry; I am not going to do any kind of favoritism. Leave it.
Let’s talk about something …hmm… politics …no…; happenings…no…; films…no…; travelling…no…it’s boring now, then what would I write here, is there any thing special…? Ok then I will tell about my sudden meeting with ‘Guddi’…oppss…Jaya Bacchan. It was a co-incidence; definitely it had to be, as for we peoples. This unexpected encounter happened in Kayani bakery, one of the India’s famous bakery. I was standing in a queue waiting to get my order for Mava Cake…ummm…I m lov’ng it…then only I saw one lady coming towards me, having an familiar acquaintance, looking quite like a wife of Amitabh Bacchan, but soon this quite turned into sure thing, first I thought she must be resembling like her, but then I was wrong she was Jaya Bacchan. It was very pleasant to see her just next to me. As from her looks she doesn’t look like a celebrity’s wife or celebrity herself, her simplicity carrying pardonable features. She tried to raise her hand for an order, leaving behind my hand, I looked her in an uneasiness, suddenly she said, “sorry my dear, I am really very sorry”, hehe…Jaya Bacchan is saying sorry to me, I felt good, in actually I was ready to give my place to her if she wanted but as soon bakerywallas seen her, they all moved over her praising, wishing and giving her a special status which she deserves for being a celebrity. Everybody in the bakery was pointing each other that Jaya is also a part of their queue, one lady I remember she came after a few minutes of Jaya, as when she saw her she just let out her phone and called her husband that she is with Jaya Bacchan, hehe…her husband must be thinking of private interaction but it’s all about public demand. Nothing matters to her. How the life of celebrity affects with this public image, no freedom, they have to pay the price of freedom for their status of celebrity? Or we can say how the life of common man affects when we see such a big stars wandering in the same place where we wander everyday, but we don’t realize that they too are the part of this society, they are not alien. They too having a same kind of features, same nose may be in different style, same ear, same mouth, and the same way of spreading emotions. So what is special?

One more incident I remember, I use to eat everyday a plate of fruits in the night after dinner, so it became my routine, everyday I go, sit, talk and gossip with a little friends of mine whom I met their only. One of my friend thier is in the field of media, he always showed us a picture of big celebrities, may be paparazzi style, so he told us that Shahid Kapoor is a very good friend of him, we all started laughing for his fekology, but to prove himself he started taking ‘kasam’ and all. Then I told my friends its ok, may be he is having good relations with Shahid. Then he was telling that at the time of engagement her wife was also not ready to accept that Shahid is his good friend, so he called him up and asked him to talk her. Then only she accepted. He also invited Shahid’s mom in his marriage. We all are nodding our head to each other and thinking for his pride that he is wanting in return for his friendship with Shahid. Too much craze, really celebrities are having a very good time in India. May be for Shahid Kapoor and Jaya Bacchan, the value of these persons doesn’t matter, but it matters a lot for them who are cherishing their whole life just to tell others that I met Jaya or I am a good friend of Shahid.

Alright guys, I just came here to tell you that I am back with lots of things to tell you, as I have already told you that exams got over, so I am free to do anything with a free mood and free ideas. Definitely I am not going charge not even a penny for everything what I have written here, it’s really free of cost until you owe me something by giving your unpardonable ideas and comments. Yup I forgot one thing; in my last post I had a Chinese invasion in the form of comments, I don’t know what they have written, or intended to write, whether it was a praise or braise, but I am happy that at least they are posting their comments, though I don’t understand even a single letter of them. But I have request to all of them to write in English …even if it is some what abusive. Doesn’t matter, u people are free to say any thing after all we are living in free society, freedom of speech is guaranteed by our most lengthy constitution, too lengthy to implement…oops…
Ok then bye, read, eat, write, sleep, speak, weep…but do it properly…hehehe…take care ofurself and pleaseeeeeee…don’t spit on roads…pleaseeeee…

Thursday, April 1, 2010


Hey today is April fool day, is it a happy (fool day) or sad? Let it be fixed by others who are not fool. By the way, why we make this day, any significance? Oh c’mon don’t tell me to Google it down to know about it. I only know that this festival or special day (don’t know what to say) was given or gifted (very bad gift) to us by our most intelligent rulers of our country – the Britishers. They are intelligent because they ruled almost half of the earth or even more than that. But then why they celebrate fool day, don’t understand the logic behind it and really don’t care. I think they celebrate because they fool half of the world with their fooling tactics. Oh my God, this is the reason, and to maintain its significance we celebrate (bad celebration with bad reason) fool day. I hope it is celebrated internationally, well apart from its logic which nobody really cares. We just celebrate it like a normal special day. How could it be normal and special at the same time, ufff.. sometimes I write contradictory statements.
When I was a child, I used to make fool to my elders and whoever comes to my home that day either by applying my little brain or passing jokes which really could not had any meaning. But then also I felt happy just because I made somebody a fool, my day became successful. And now today when I really and easily make anybody a big fool, but I don’t really urge to do these kinds of activities. And the truth is I don’t even remember this day, but thanks to message services in mobile and special thanks to all networks that made message services at a very cheap rate almost free. From last one week I keep on receiving messages on April fool day. And wholly and partly I aware these days through messages only and why not because in this last week I became a fool 100 of times by these message sending people. Every time they come up with new ideas to fool others. Believe me, though it is sometimes irritating but then also I love sending and receiving messages, at least some people spend a few minutes in a day to send and read those funny, sometime emotional, sometime sexy and sometime knowledgeable messages. I really admire those peoples. Thanks to all my friends who send me messages everyday and make me to remember them. It is just a way to remember those peoples. Everyday I can’t talk with all of them but I can send a message just to tell them that I remember u at this moment.
Oh from fool I remember the title of my friend’s novel, he is writing one novel named, ‘let fool’s around’ hope u people got the meaning. Even I m little bit confused whether it ‘let’s fool around’ or ‘let fool’s around’. Does it sound different? Whatever it may be, it is a wonderful novel, I read some part of it, it is really funny… hope soon it will come into a market and u people also get a chance to read it. Must read it, it is written in a different manner.
Now I think I should go to the bed before it’s too late. Well it’s already. But then hope I will feel more relax after writing something for you people. Hope I will get good comments, don’t try to fool me. Hehehe. Let’s fool around every where because it’s a fool day, no it’s fool‘s people day, intelligent people don’t need to celebrate, but then who thinks himself intelligent are the biggest fool. Lols. Ouch it’s 1st April. Fooling atmosphere. I can sense it. Hope I will make some fools in my dreams. Hehhe…byeeeeee take care …love yaaaaa…..gud nite…

Tuesday, March 30, 2010


What is certainty? It may be something which is clearly assured, but then is there anything which is clearly assured or certain in this life. Yes. The certainty of death, it is a termination of life, an extinction of your presence from this world which no more of yours. It is the end of all comfort which you strive for your whole life; all those materialistic things are no more of yours. Then what would be yours at the time of death? Is that the money which you earn for whole of your life or the home which u have built throughout your life?
Nothing in life is as certain as death, death is the only certainty; everything which took birth in this world has to leave this world. Everything which is appearing to us will be disappeared someday. Everybody wants to live in the present and the future but have we ever thought of living in certainty. Is it because we are afraid of certainty? We spend whole of our life in an illusion that this world belongs to us, no, either we belong to this world. We plan and set programmes in advance when we don’t even sure of what is going to be happen in the next moment. We rush about, packed schedules and back to back to appointments, but then why we are doing this when we have to leave these things. We are willing to kill each other just for the little part of earth, which surely and certainly we are going to leave in this world only. There is so much to do and so little time. But if we lose our peace of mind, then what is the point? It is not enough to be on the fast track, we also have to go in the proper direction. Otherwise the whole life is the waste of time and opportunity which God has given us in this world.
There are 3 important days in our life, the first is the day when we are born, the second is the day when we realize why we are born, and the third day is the day of disappearance. Unfortunately, we mix second day with the third day, we realize our purposely presence in this world at the time of death only, but then there is no point of realizing. The second day never comes in our life. We work like a workaholic, the whole life we rush like a dog, but at the end we don’t get anything. We live mechanically from the day we born until the day we die. We will be able to appreciate the beauty and magnitude of life only when we realize its true purpose. And what is the true purpose, ego, greed, pride, hatred, dishonesty, war, killing each other, certainly not. My mother always used to tell me, “this life is a gift for you, don’t waste it either by fight with each other or troubling others, this is a life of two days, so don’t make your life hell by running behind materialistic things, make it simple and spend it simply.” All bad things die with the dying of peoples, but good things are always immortal.
So what would be ours at the time of death? This is the question we have to ask ourselves. The prophet said, “The wise man is the one who remembers death and keeps himself in a state of preparedness to face this eventuality. Death might then be an occasion of rejoicing rather than one of sorrow and repentance.” At the time of death, we own the good things what we have done in this world, and how we behave to our fellow human beings. There is no way to peace and happiness, but peace and happiness is the only way.


Wednesday, March 17, 2010


The government has decided to amend the Rape section of Indian Penal code, now the term “Rape” will soon be replaced by “Sexual Assault”. This will broaden the definition of section 375 of IPC. It is an effort to construct gender equality and make it more neutral as a crime against human body. Until now and till the bill get passed, rape is an offence which can only be done by man, not a woman, so the sexual assault done by woman are not covered under this section. In actually there is no section which covers the assaults by a woman. But by the new definition of rape which would be passed in next bill, the definition will be broader and covers all the sexual crimes inflicted on women, men and children. It not only covers the act committed by men but of women as well, the new section can be slapped on accused of any gender that has performed the act.
Moreover, a hitherto in section 375 a penetration is sufficient to constitute the offence of rape, but with the proposed replacement coming in, it will also cover crimes like Sodomy, fingering, inserting any foreign object and other similar offences which do not cover under the present definition of Rape under section 375 of Indian Penal Code.
In the judgment ‘Smt Sudesh Jhaku v KCJ & Ors’ in 1998, the Delhi High Court was urged to interpret the term ‘Sexual Intercourse’ and ‘penetration’ used in Section 375 in such a way as to bring within their ambit not only penile-vaginal penetration but also penetration of any part of his body, like fingers or any foreign object like stick or bottle into bodily orifice of woman. The court ruled that ‘sexual intercourse’ and ‘penetration’ mean only the penile vaginal penetration. It held these terms cannot be interpreted to bring within their fold the vaginal penetration by fingers or any other object. Dismissing the petition, the Delhi High court held that it is for the legislature and not for the judiciary to give wider interpretation to the words ‘sexual intercourse’ and ‘penetration’.
In 2004, Sakshi, a voluntary organization providing legal, medical and psychological help to women, through a PIL, urged the Supreme Court to issue a writ in the nature of declaration that ‘Sexual Intercourse’ as contained in section 375 of the IPC includes all forms of Penetration (penile-vaginal, penile-anal, penile-oral, finger-vaginal, finger-anal and object vaginal). But with a view to avoiding chaos and confusion in the law dealing with rape and in the interest of society at large, the apex court also declined to alter the definition of ‘Rape’ through judicial interpretation.
From these major judgments given by our judicial organ, the parliament now decided to prepare a draft for its amendment and give it a new meaning and interpretation. It has been said that the current mulling of bill is also because of the landmark judgment given by the Delhi High Court in decriminalizing sex between two consenting adults of same sex last year and to harmonize the provisions of law to prevent sexual crimes among homosexuals as well.
But as if section 375 would cover homosexuals as well in the ambit of sexual assault then what would section 377 stands for? It has been held in Naz foundation case that the Section 377 will continue to govern non-consensual penile non-vaginal sex and penile non-vaginal sex involving minor. Let see how government will interpret and make a use of these section for the betterment of large number of people.

Sunday, March 14, 2010


4:o6 AM, Sunday, 14th march

Just finished watching a movie, INGLORIUS BASTARDS, fantastic movie, really like the concept though not understands properly. Why can’t our directors make such kind of movie? It’s really very weird to watch the beyond kind of concept in those Hollywood movies. I mean how far they think, they just convert their exact imagination into the movie. And that is the way to get success, when you are able to present yourself as same as you want them to understand. Every writer has a very beautiful concept but he fails because he is not able to write what he has initially thought to write. And that is the point in film making as well, film making is a huge process, a large amount of effort we need for one film. Think, why Aamir Khan known as a perfectionist? Because he percept everything about the character, he knows how to do it, he doesn’t depend upon the directors, he act just as like as he thought to be act. A certain kind of picture comes in our mind when we thought about something, and if we can able to make that picture in the reality then it would be the best picture because it depicts our exact imagination. That is what we need to do in any type of art, whether it is painting or directing a picture. An art could be anything, it doesn’t need explanation unlike science it’s just need expression of human mind.
Well apart from this philosophical theory of art, it is really been unfair from my part that I am very irregular in hosting and posting my blog, I know you are least bother to it, but I am bothering with my this attitude. I hate synonymity, I just want changes in my life, I can’t be same for forever so as my life.
And really I hate the politics of our country, same, same and same. Identical politics of identity, this is one of the major reason that I lost interest in writing, I can’t write on the same issues which generated on every same minute in our same country. Now please don’t say that who told you to write on politics. Blabbermouths of our politician are the key to success for our news channels. They blabber and news channel blabber it again with their blabbering technique, everybody is blabbering. So easy to earn money, I think beggars are also blabbered a lot. No difference…
Another reason for not coming here is that I made an account in twitter, now very easy to post your ideas in just 140 limits of letters, no need to blabber much. Thank God. So I express my incest desires of polity on that only in a very short, cheap, best and fast way.
Sorry have to leave now, its 5:02 AM; I think I should sleep though I don’t care much because today is Sunday. Enjoy Sunday with sleep and take rest as much as u can. Nobody will disturb you today coz it’s Sunday. A very good and sleepy morning…….byeeeeeeeee….take cares ….love youuuu….all….

Sunday, March 7, 2010


(Section 143 of Love and Relationship act, 1942)***

WHEREAS I, MOHAMMED FARHAN KHAN, inhabitant of Delhi, have been called upon to enter into a bond of love and peace with a lady, famously know as, "....." until the completion of life, not only one life but all the seven lives as mentioned in a holy book of religion. I promise to be with her in all her mast and rust time, and to take full care of her throughout my life. Being a responsible person, I hereby bind myself to be of good behavior and also bind to be a best “……” in the world.
In case of any default I bind myself on the decision of the said lady. Her decision shall be considered as a last and forever decision and all the love courts are bound by her decision.

DATED – 27th Feb 2010

(Mohammed Farhan khan)

*** THE LOVE AND RELATIONSHIP ACT OF 1942 has been commenced on just after the Hindi feature film 1942 A Love Story directed by Vidhu Vinod Chopra, so after this film it has been felt that with the augmentation of love and relationship in India, there is great need of uniform love code which directs and govern all the love relationship within the country. This ACT came into effect from 16th April 1942 in a view to govern all the public and private indulging bodies.

Where as it is expedient to the people of India to have a uniform love code for the whole of India and the Act may be called “The Love and Relationship Act, 1942”…This Act extends to whole of India except the state of Jammu and Kashmir.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


Ok yeah I know I know how much you people are fuming with me, and yeah I deserve this. Sorry! Guys I was so busy that I couldn’t able make up a time for writing… still very busy. Believe me, I am missing you people and really missing your comments. I have accumulated so much data in my head that I just want to pen it down as soon as possible, or else I will be sick. There are so many things happening these days, life is showing its color to me, life is very fast and I think I am slow.
First of all, wishing you a very Happy New Year, may this year will bring more happiness and peace in our country and of course to its citizens. So I am back here, hope I will be regular in posting and hosting this blog. You know guys, in these last 3 months I travelled a lot and gathered a lot of experience in my memories, met number of peoples, shared a good chemistry with them and at the end made some good friends for the life.
Yesterday only I came home and feeling relaxed here. There is no replacement of home, home is the ultimate soother, and especially when you eat your mom’s food, it really heals all worries and problems. Just two hours before I had a very good and hygienic dinner, which really made me to think to write something for you people. In actually there are lot of things going in my mind, I m really very confused that from where I should start telling you. I am little bit emotional, little bit sad but happy that I am at my home finally. It’s really a very nice feeling to write something while sitting in a warm and comfortable blanket. It’s very cold here especially in night and in the morning, as I am not a very early morning person (unlike my father he always trying to get me up in the mornings, I really love his voice in the morning and his concern over me) so I usually sleep late at night, in actually I like the silence and calm nature of night it makes me relax and blissful.
U know guys, these days I am doing lots of messages to everyone as I recharged my cell with free message scheme, so mostly all the time I asked my friends their doings and keep an update of them in every hour. Hehe…gud na. Thanks to Vodafone to launch their connecting schemes. I advise u people also to recharge with these types of schemes and get in touch with your friends. It’s really very good and beneficial in case of …… hope u understand relationships better than me.
I have not been in touch with any news of the country, but somehow when I was on the metro station, I heard something about Shah Rukh khan and Bal Thackeray. Soon will come up with this issue, really want to say something about these f**king idiots (not SRK but Thackeray and his company).
I think now I should sleep as warm and comfortable blanket showing its effect and making me sleepy, even me also wants some rest. So we will meet soon with new things and new issues. Till then take care of yourself. Bye. Good night, sweet dreams. Love you …….