the day that never comes...

It was 2008 when i was in my teenage and completely enjoying my school days. As a student i always had a special enmity with Tuition or coaching classes( for me it was boring classes and force classes). I was in 11th grade and had to go 3 different places for 3 different subjects(i opted science stream and most of the parents thought these tuition walas will gave a tonic which will have physics laws, chemistry and maths formula in it) and because of this my parents gave me a big surprise which i didn't  expect... nice, dashing, super cool BICYCLE so that i would not have any problem. Days were going smooth and one day a life changing day came in my journey of life which is unforgettable and very close to my heart. It was Sunday and i had to go for tuition(Sunday spoiler = tuition ...hence proved) of maths. After tuition classes, i was going back to home, with my friends and suddenly a old person nearly 80-85 years old stopped us and asked me and friends to buy homemade sweets and chocolates. At first i was surprised why this old man is selling homemade sweets... as i was aware that no one will buy homemade sweets as here in India people don't trust people...and they always teach same lesson to their younger ones. Even i was told when i was young by my parents and other people never ever take suspicious things from others in which chocolates and sweets were included and this old man surprisingly selling both these items. I was in dilemma because that old man was looking weak and from his eyes it was clearly visible that he was in pain(empty pockets and empty stomach are worst and useful lessons of life).So i decided not to take homemade sweets and decided to take chocolates. I was about to ask for chocolates suddenly my friends gave Rs 5 to the old man and told him nicely we do not want any chocolates and sweets. This move made old man angry and he said, beta tumhe nahi chahiye to mat lo..par yeh bheek me nahi lunga..pehle naukari karta tha aaj bete ne 1 mahine se ghar se bahar nikaal rakha hai..mere saath budiya(old man's wife) ko bhi bahar nikal diya hai..isliye yeh chocolate aur ghar ki meethai bhechta hu..bheek ki nahi khana..na kal khaya hu ..naa aaj khaunga...(son if you dont want to buy dont buy ..but i will not make money by begging..my son threw me and my wife from our own house and that's why i have to sell these chocolates and sweets..i had never ate in my entire life by begging and never will )...REALLY touched by those lines...i told that old man to keep that Rs 5 and give chocolates and sweets instead. He gave that chocolate and sweets to me and i divided chocolates between us and i took sweets as no one was willing to take .....i went home and told whole story to my mother..my mother as she is mother india very protective ....told me to threw those chocolates and sweets backsides of our house and warned me dont eat that chocolate...and speech by my mother continued for 1 hour and finally i went to my room and watched and smelled that chocolates and sweets ...and that 1 hour speech by my mom was lingering all over my head...i went to my terrace and decide to throw those sweets and chocolates...my heart was saying NO to me as the innocence of old man was coming in front of my eyes...but my mind saying to throw that poisonous sweets...and finally i decided to go with my mind and threw that chocolates and sweets backside of my house after taking a little bite of that chocolate...nothing happened to me.....really one of the worst decision ever taken by me...i was foolish person ...Now as i am getting chance to go home after 5-6 months...whenever i go to terrace even today taking that action haunts me...a picture of that old man comes in my mind and i know may be he is not alive today..but a sincere apology to that old man for not believing him...he was an innocent seller...i made him bad person by taking that decision...that day will never come and if god will give one chance to improve my past i will choose this old man incident as i want this innocent old man to be innocent ever in my memory. i know today we cant trust strangers as we had ample of examples in front of us but these examples should not be increase as they prevent us to see good qualities of other person as i was unable to see so these examples should remain just an examples... so that we can count the number of good people in this beautiful earth.....................thank you    (pardon my English)

                                                                                                                                         

                                                                                                                  by amit rawat.

"कही तो हो "by: अमित रावत(AMIT RAWAT)

(This poem is dedicated to all women who suffered a lot from this patriarchal society...this is now responsibility of each citizen of our country to ensure female friendly environment). This poem is in hindi, kindly put hindi option ;)
             

ना कोई ज़मी है ना कोई आसमा ,
ना कोई शहर है ना कोई ग़ाव ,
कही तो हो ज़हा , मेरे इज्ज़त की हो छाव।

मै रोती मै बिलखती , मै दर-दर की ठोखरे खाती,
कही तो ज़हा मै एक पल का चैन पाती।

मेरी समझ को न कोई समझने वाले,
मेरी इज्ज़त को लुटते कई है  देखने वाले,
कही तो हो ज़हा मेरे सपनो को बुनने वाले।

मेरे जन्म पे कोई भी ख़ुशी न  आती,
पर नन्हा भाई हो तो सब जगह दिवाली और  रमजान मनाई जाती,
कही तो हो ज़हा मेरे दिया की भी ज्योत जलाई जाती।

मेरे दर्द पे हसने वाले एक दिन ऐसा आएगा,
जब मेरे दर्द की चुबन तू भी पायेगा,
पर सोचके तु भी सहारा देगा कि
गलती हुई सब से फिर शायद मुझसे न होगा अब से

मै तो समझ जाऊंगा पर तेरी पीड़ा औरो को कैसे बतलाऊंगा।
ये
पापी दुनिया है दुसरो की पीड़ा पे चैन इनको आता है,
जब कोई दर्द में जी रहा हो तभी इनको भाता है।

ये ना समझेगे तेरे दर्द को,
समझेगे तब जब दर्द इनका हो तो ,
ऐसा दर्द इस दुनिया से जायेगा,
जब ये ही दर्द एक साथ सब में आएगा।

फिर तू न पूछेगी कभी
कही तो हो… कही तो हो।
                                                           BY: RAWAT AMIT