when i was young, i was in a hostel for five years, i had friend amongst hindus, muslims, christians, all of us were just friends, we ate together, we played together, we cried, laughed and feared our teachers in the same way. we even prayed together. i know there were days.....specially before exams, we use to clean a little corner in the room that i stayed, lay down our towels, and set our gods there. we has the geeta, a chandi, a new testament and verses from koran written on pictures of mosque, and we prayed. each would say his prayers and others would repeat after. did we always know what we said? often 'no' but we knew that we prayed to the same entity......ishwar, allaha, god...what ever you call. and we were blessed. i know we were because we had our friends, their love, their kindness, they understood us. and we all always passed our exams even tough some of us would only open our books after the routine for exam was declared. i know we were blessed for we knew know no hatred, we did not know how to hurt, how to desire destruction of others, how to enjoy that pervert moment when you see some one loose his all. AND I THANK GOD THAT EVEN TODAY, 12-14 YEARS AFTER THOSE DAYS I HAVE NOT LET THIS WORLD SWALLOW MY MEMORIES. i still do not understand why we have to hate when we can love. how revenge can solve a problem and not ignite the fire for more vengeance. are we so shallow! or have we forgotten that the creator does not make a hindu or muslim or christian, but a HUMAN. so who are we, if not that evil ones..........for we fail to cry when another human dies. we are worst that the animals who too understand Loss. my friends, it brings tears to my eyes when i see that instead of mourning the death of so many, we are fighting on our religion...........that religion which the allmighty never wrote on our foreheads..... make haste my friends, make haste..........change your self.........cry for those who are no more...........for when you GO...........heaven or hell.......know this that you were the man that HE made. why forget the Heart in it, that has long stopped its beats..........but pumps by some mechanical means to your brain where the devil preach 'HATE' the hands that were to hold in love now raises only in hate....... o friend is this why ........ THINK think THINK........AND cry cry CRY .........and maybe you will learn being what you were meant to be.........a MAN.
RE:o my beloved country what art thou!
by saquib reza on Feb 20, 2007 12:06 AM Permalink
sir...ur thought gives me an idea of what educated and patriotic man shd think.......hats off to u....luv india luv all
RE:RE:o my beloved country what art thou!
by gurkaram khera on Feb 20, 2007 12:28 AM Permalink
hi vikram u wrote like a human being.i like very much wat ever u have written.actually i have same memories too.i really appreciate ur effort.keep up the gud work man.thanks
