Thrown away Freedom..?

      It screwed up my Sunday noon. It woke me up to write this post with a heavy heart. It brought me up a several thoughts with tears. It gave me a space to pose several questions, for which I know I would not get an answer. Why is this happening over still? Why is it only in our country? How could people be so hardhearted devoid of no emotions in them? How could we get rid of these completely in our nation? Where is the solution?

     It was past 1.00 o'clock after my heavy lunch over the Sunday noon. Thanks to my mom for that delicious filling lunch! With a deep breadth, I relaxed and sat on my couch. Tried to shuffle over the channels in my television. To my attention, I was stopped at a channel were the title of a film was scrolling over. It was a short film, which started in a usual way of portraying a village with a small girl may be of age 10 or 11 shedding tears on her departed father (I wonder why most of the films over our industry begin with an emotional scene with tragedy!) The people around the location consoled the mom and child, where when the head of the family departs, it naturally becomes the responsibility of the mom to support and run over the family. With a heavy heart the small girl had to stop her studies and assist her mom in the household activities. The hunger for wealth and education prevailed in the girl’s mind. Days passed, and it was on one fine day, the girl had to come over to the city and continue her household works by residing in a well posh house. This happened by one of the well wishers of the child's family. Naturally the mother wished to send her daughter to the city thinking of her good fortune and having a thought in mind that the child would get an opportunity to explore new things. The mother was in deep relief with thoughts that her girl will regain her lost education very soon. Unfortunately things did not fall in right place. As expected, unexpected things happened over very few days. In due course, the girl was been ill-treated for no reason, she was been pushed up to take heavy toil apart from her usual works, a good meal was just an imagination for the poor girl daily, the poverty of her family played its game, the education was still a dream for the pity girl to start, she could only virtually see the books and pens and what not to quote here. All these were the daily routines that the pathetic girl faced in the metropolitan city. The best part was that the members in the family can enact with a good flavor with the child in front of the guests and visitors. One can be false to others, but with a mirror (conciseness), yes they can be and there are people with this capability. They have the gut feeling as what penalty they should pay for. However the time to repay to the child was not too far for them. An internal sense of righteousness was on its way for them. Who can stop destiny, it has its time to go on. Days passed and the girl's patience was being knocked and tested. Without any delay and lots of confusion in mind, the pitiful girl went straight back to her hometown and narrated her ruefulness experience. The whole journey shook the villagers with peak anger in themselves. With a deep shock and grievance, the brave mother lodged a complaint as per the section laws. The whole family was dumbstruck and lost themselves in custody under police force. It was time for them to taste the girl's experience. 

    It is often said that "words are the powerful way to communicate", however at certain times expressions and gestures tells us the whole flavor than excellent phrases. They are rarely gone unsaid. Some things are best understood by portraying it visually and I was privileged to see the story as an embarrassed citizen. Wondering as why people did not develop yet as our nation is growing? Has the human heart so strong with just money bringing them the utmost happiness? Won't the love and affection, or the little girl's smile bring them joy and gladness in these people? How long the hunger for wealth and education stay? After the crisis, things either get better or worse. So are the poverty's crisis positive or negative? Yes, I don't have an answer, neither the noble prize winner Einstein as brought up a solution for this.

    Upon all the above words I took and narrated, I am happy to proudly narrate about some NGO organizations which are taking care of these children who suffer from poverty and education. They provide a platform for a better learning, a podium to brighten their tomorrow, a stage to give them their best by transforming their dreams to reality and indeed a most adoptable environment to see the real happiness and Joy. Children who’s thirst for education is filled and nourished every day. Children who is left with the word orphan at their birth no longer see them isolated in these NGOs arms. A new beginning has brought up with these helping hands. I salute to those people for their incredible activities all the long way. Hats off to them. Their service is worth world wide. Let's be a part of this, support and help a child who is in needy. Being born poor is not their mistake.!

With celebrations of independence day just coming to an end, Let's keep hold of our freedom and raise our voice towards poverty and crisis. Let this post create an awareness among ourselves to enrich the thirst of education among these pitiful children. 

Disclaimer : The above mentioned story is just an imaginary. Any resemblance to the real person living or dead is purely coincidental.

"Memorable Memories" – From Officers’ Training Academy, Chennai

         The making of an officer is a pictorial commentary of thoughts and feelings which stays in every individual who join the “INDIAN ARMY” to serve the nation. They turn into young military leaders, equipped with professional knowledge, confidence and character to lead men in war and peace. The honor and reputation of the Officers Training Academy (OTA), the Indian army and the country is now on their young shoulders. Isn't it motivating? Do you want to see in your mind's eye the moments happening over at OTA?  Here you go,  

          “Satyameva Jayate” was one of the strongest words which kept echoing in my ears for the whole day. Goose bump started showing its action on me when I saw the 345 cadets (300 male cadets and 45 female cadets), following each other and marching towards the post in unison to make a big salute to the nation. It was a real treat to the eyes. A vision that one cannot miss in his life. Every parent had their tears with abidance happiness. No doubt as a visitor I got it too. Every young individual gathered in the academy had their almost feeling to join Indian army, strive hard at the utmost level, sacrificing themselves in order to serve and nourish our country in all means.  

       Yes, it was none other than the “Passing out Parade” ceremony of the 345 cadets organized on that auspicious day. It was event wherein the cadets will be promoted to the prestigious grade of becoming an officer (called as military/army officer). It was indeed a big and a turning point day for all of them. The whole crew gathered around to make a salute to our tri-color flag which was placed near the stage. It is so called their “Farewell party” wherein the cadets bid a big bye to the cadet’s dress and happily get ready to show themselves as officers with their proud medals at the chest. 

      The whole function was graced by the presence of her Excellency Smt. Pratibha Devisingh Patil, the former president of India. The commandant “Lt Gen JS Bajwa”, was the man behind the whole ceremony from OTA, Chennai. Higher officials from across India, Parents, Friends and Well wishes, junior cadets were all present to enjoy the visual treat. The appealing moment was one such thing I could not dream of getting it again. I was blessed to be one among the audience who gathered there at the academy. 

         The whole agenda was well managed with no spark of any obstacles. It was a clean beginning and a neat finish. Truly practice makes a man not only perfect but also responsible. The day started out with cadets marching towards the final step to attain the goal. The objective was clearly set in them and it could be seen in them with utmost sincerity and courage. The esteemed tri color on their chests said it all about an individual.  The saffron color represents courage and sacrifice, white being truth, peace and purity and the last Green being prosperity with the Ashok Chakra representing the Laws of Dharma (righteousness). Wonder if the waves of these have touched the cadets even before they were born. I was speechless seeing the whole ceremony just in front of me. The cadet’s voices at the peak, the words “Jai Hind” echoed straight to the heart. The respect and the fire to strive hard and save the nation were present in each one of them.  The whole ceremony was thoroughly interesting and enjoyable which made to kindle my thoughts. The program then followed by chief commandant’s rousing and inspiring speech, an introduction of the every single group present, the performance of enthusiastic horses which was tapping its foot along with trumpet’s beat. It came straight from the “Parameswara Gate”. Honoring the best cadets took place with a standing ovation and applause. The event finally came to an end with the much awaited grand finale Piping ceremony, where the cadets turning to officers. The words of “Rabindranath Tagore” the national anthem was sung in unison which marked the end of the celebration.

         The Officers Training Academy has served the nation with distinction for the past 44 years. Isn't it amazing? Truly an unforgettable and outstanding day for me, which I hold and cherish them in my memories forever. I proudly take a bow and respect the people for their ever ending courageous act. Saluting the worthy sons of INDIA by touching the soul of OTA. Hats off. Jai ho..!!!! 

      Let’s be a part of Indian army by either serving the nation with pride or at least saluting the people from our heart to those who have and being sacrificed/scarifying till this minute. Let’s share their happiness and bear their pain being a hand to hand for them. 

An stirring line from the hearts of Indian Army: 

             “Serve with honor” – when you go home, tell them for us and say, “For your tomorrow, we gave our today”..!!!