Day 13. Akshay's Guitar..(Part-2)

Next morning I started searching..”Nataka Dokana” from numerous small shops in Jharsuguda. I was looking each and every shop hoardings..Suddenly my eyes got struck to a hoarding having Guitar combined with a Tabla, clearly written “Nataka Dokana”. Letters of the hoarding were dancing asynchronously. Every instrument’s drawing was there, enough to make a brass band. I kept my bike in the roadside and went to that shop. The shopkeeper was doing a slow love to his odiya Newspaper. When I called him, he was very delighted to see me. His lips expanded to its extremities…

I asked:”I want a guitar..”

He replied:”Local or branded??”.I got confused. I thought whether I have asked for a Guitar or Rum bottle??

I said:”Show me the cheapest one.”

He replied:”Wait..am getting it from my workshop.” My confusion was as its peak by listening the word ‘Workshop’. The shopkeeper ordered his boy to bring a 1350 from his workshop.

I asked:”What is 1350??Is it the model name??”

He replied:”No No…it’s the price. Here all model are same . All guitars are made here.” My doubt got converted into reality. Before I knew LOCAL made means somewhere in India but not the place I am standing and searching the product. I reminded the innocent face of Akshay. Shopkeeper shown me different colours with design, as if showing T-shirts to me. Each piece of guitar was accompanied by some exciting prologue by the shopkeeper. All the guitars were out of tune and I think can’t be tuned further…The shopkeeper made a concession of Rs150 but I came back. I called Akshay on his cell phone.

I said:”I knew why your guitar is Rs 1200 !!”

Akshay replied:”Why……”

I said:”They are making these guitars here. These are ultra-local.”

Akshay replied:”Really??I don’t know about these things..”

I said:”Enjoy..If possible tune it for practice only, but never play it in public otherwise you have to pay for it.” After these words Akshay laughed and disconnected his call…

Friends…”Enthusiasm” is very harmful if you want to do things right now. Take your time and decide about your passion. If you really want to buy some musical instruments or any other things that you don’t know then kindly take one guy who knows about the instruments. Don’t throw you hard earned money to such types of shopkeepers. But if you need the cheapest one then take a piece of wood and make one guitar. Everything will cost around Rs300. But I am not sure about its performance.

Have a nice day.

Truly yours

JGD

7:20 am(as per my laptop time)

15/12/2011

Day 12. Akshay's Guitar..(Part-1)

“Are in your room?” I asked Akshay with great ebullience, in my cell phone. “Yes..am waiting for you” Akshay answered with utmost avidity. I got ready within a couple of minutes to see the Guitar of Akshaya. I had seen many guitars but never touched one before. I was very keen to play his Guitar. I was so excited that I started playing guitar chords of “kaho na kaho-Murder” using my palate, teeth and tongue. After a mini bike race of 1 Km, I reached his home within 4 minutes. Pressed his calling bell. Akshay with his skeletal body and underslung Bermuda opened his door. “How fast you came??”Akshay added these words with a smile on his face. ”I can do anything for playing guitar”, I replied audaciously.

I asked: ”Where is it??”

Akshay replied: “Wait..Wait...am bringing.” My enthusiasm was at its peak.

Askhay bought his blue Guitar bag with some unheeded spider webs on it. I opened the zip of that bag with one go. That maroon colored guitar as well as Akshay’s forehead both glazed with the overhead 23 watts Bajaj CFL.

I said:”Wow..its looking great. Where you bought it from??”

Aksahay replied :”Na...Nataka dokana”(Nataka dokana-is a Odiya term in which ‘Nataka’ means drama and ‘dokana’ means shop.) Literally,Drama shop.

I said: ”But where is it??” Later I discovered it from Jharsuguda city. A multi-variety music store with collection of some awesome non-branded monotonous guitars.

Akshaya replied: ”Here....at Jharsuguda only.”

I said: ”Please play it…”

Akshaya replied:”I don’t know ABC of music.”

I said:”I know ABC only but not beyond that..”

Akshaya replied: ”I am planning to learn Guitar”. While he was narrating his intensity of guitar learning, I snatched the Guitar from his hand and stared playing. I had never heard such a cacophonous tune before. All strings produced same sound. “How is it possible??” I asked myself like a confounded fool.

I said: ”What is its price???”

Akshaya replied:”Rs 1200 only.” Then I tried to search the company logo within the guitar but nothing was found except polished wood. “What more you can expect in 1200??” I explained myself. Akshaya was eagerly waiting for my valuable feedback on his guitar.

Akshay asked: ”So…How is it???”

I replied: “Seems ok…but needs to be tuned.” By playing that guitar all my expectations melted down. How can any company make such type of guitars?? I also planned to go to that shop next day and returned back to my home……J

(to be continued in my next post….)

Good night

Truly yours

JGD

9:46pm (as per my office clock)

4/12/2011.

Day 11. For you..my dear..

I saw my mobile watch. My old and antediluvian Motorola was saying 9:00am. I knew the exact time was 8:50am but still assumed the time to be 9:00am. I kept my bicycle at cycle stand and my eyes were eagerly searching her. I was in a red shirt and White jeans. Red was her favourite, that’s why I wore that one on that special day. I was moving hither and thither to meet her. My class time was 9:15am. I had to go my futile class, so I got angry. I was standing in our college canteen and finally made my mind to go & listen the translation of zoology in Odiya version. Of course….my honours class. Suddenly I saw some reflections from numerous mirrors from the dress of a girl. Oh….it was my sweet heart in her black bicycle wearing a beautiful mirrored dress along with whole 1^st year batch girls. I was saved from my honours classes. I thought it was better to listen my sweet heart than the direct Odiya translation of comparative anatomy of heart. I paused…She came and checked my cell, whether I have dialed or sent message to any other number or not. After a complete contemplative mobile audit of 3 and half minutes she kept it close to my heart. Yes.. in my shirt pocket. We went to the place where we used to go always. Backside of the Economics department. We sat there every day(minus sunday). Even if I learnt some core Economics terms within in a year by listening to those unbearable roaring of that Economics lecturer.

        That day was very special for me because our juniors had arranged a fare well party on that afternoon.

I asked her:-“Will you go to the party??”

She replied:-“No..I don’t want to give farewell to you.”

We started gossiping. Skipped our classes. At that time our zoology department peon(Nilu bhai..) passed by our side. He glared at us. He was just looking like a human fossil. His crooked smile reminded me the protagonist of a horror show in Zee TV that I used to see in my school days. In the mean time we were able to get a glimpse of his red teeth which vanished within less than half second. My girlfriend was scared.

I asked her :-“You are scared of Him or the incident??”

She replied :-“Nilu bhai will say everything to our HOD that we are not going to class and spending time here.”

I said :-“Nothing will happen…Let’s see..”

My sweetheart was very sad as that was my last day in our college. She was very emotional and me too.

She said :”What we will do? How I will meet you after your final exams??”

I said: “We will talk in phone.”

She said:”No..I can’t. I don’t have a mobile and talking in our land phone is next to impossible.”

I said:”Then what shall we do?”

She said:”You take me with you.I won’t want to stay alone. I can’t come here alone. Your memories will haunt me.” She broke out in tears.

I said:”Nothing will happen dear..Keep faith in god.”

She said :”Whatever money you will make, I will adjust.”

I said: “I can get a job in any domestic call Centre. I can make Rs 3000 maximum. ”

She said: ”Wow..its more than enough. I can manage.”

I said: ”I think house rent of a worst quality house will cost 1200-1500 bucks. How can we manage??”

She said:”In rest amount we can have our food. I can manage. We will cook food so it will cost less.” She did some mathematics in her left hand .She was very good at mathematics. She scored 150 out of150 in mathematics in her board exams.

I said: ”So when we will go? Will you come with me??”

She said:” I can do everything for you dear. As far as family is concerned you are my everything. I don’t need any one. Please never leave me alone otherwise I will die.” My eyes were full of tears and on the mean time she had inscribed ‘Jyoti Neeladri forever..’ in that pink wall.

I said: “If your love is with me then I can also do everything for you.”

It was around 3:15 pm at that time and our college time was over. We were ready to go. Her friends returned from farewell party. She went with her bicycle and became small and small…and small… from my sight and finally vanished.....:)J

        Everyone says in a successful love story lovers never meet at the end but according to me Success will never kiss your feet if your love is not with you and a successful love story never ends. Through this post…I would like to thank my wife for being with me each and every time and for giving me support during my struggle period. I love you Jyoti and will never let you alone till the end of my life.

(My blog started on 11/11/11 at 11:11am and fortunately today is my 11^th day of posting. So I dedicate this post to my wife JYOTI.)

Good night..

Truly yours

JGD

6:12pm(as per my office clock)

2/12/2011

Day 10. Odiya Bhajans.

Gone are the days when some spiritual based programme and bhajans were telecasted in DD Odiya .Those bhajans were very ascetic and one can be in complete contemplation by listening to that music as well as lyrics. But today when I switched on my TV, I saw my Krishna dancing disco. I was astounded. How Doordarshan can telecast such type of bhajans??? How Krishna can dance such odd steps?? No Tabla in music composition. The whole song was composed with Octapad and other pop song instruments. And as far as lyrics is concerned….It’s better not to discuss about it. Somehow the lyricist had managed to make it a poem. Otherwise it was hardly a song.

Is this the impact of commercialization or westernization??? Though there is a severe impact of westernization in our spiritual music industry but it had not affected the Hindi bhajans. ‘Times spiritual music’ is giving some awesome bhajans to the market each and every year.  But in Odiya bhajans industry some short of transformation occurred. To be very frank, I don’t want to listen any contemporary Odiya bhajans. The music as well as lyrics are not able to create any spiritual sense. They are just for entertainment and nothing else. Last Monday I went a saloon for trimming my hairs .It was about 7:45 am .The barber was playing one Odiya bhajan in his saloon.  I didn’t have a decibel meter but I guess the sound must be around 60-70 decibel or more. Whatever it may be but he told bravely that he had given maximum sound to show his intensity of devotion.  Can devotion be measured?? I have read so many spiritual books and nowhere god told to use high decibel speakers for his remembrance. I asked him:”why have you given so much sound?” and he replied: “It gives me energy. Higher the speed of the music, faster my hand will move on your head.” I thought if he would have been playing one slow song at that time then I would have returned home after 2 hrs. Anyhow god saved me…

My blog has very less readers. So here I can’t request Odiya music producers to create some good bhajans. But one thing I can do is wish.. Yes, I wish some good Odiya bhajans to come in future. Our music culture is different. Our Indian classical music is best among any form of music in the planet. If Odiya bhajans can be composed using the classical versions of the music then our bhajans will also be the best. Music composition is only a part. Of course.. good lyric is also indispensable. Let’s hope for the best….:)J

Have a nice day..

Truly yours

JGD

4:15pm(as per my office clock)

30/11/2011

Day 9.When heart cries(Last episode)

While chatting with Saumya, he suddenly became offline at 3:45am. I dialed his number. He didn’t pick his cell. After 15 minutes he was back in Facebook.  

I said: ”Where had you been???”

Saumya replied: “No..I was here but..”

I said: ”But. .What???”

Saumya replied: ”All those things came to my mind again..”

I said: ”Ok. .sorry for that but what happened then???”

Saumya replied: ”College days came to an end. Finally planned to go a place where every computer professionals go to get a job. Yes…THE SILICON VALLEY OF INDIA, BENGALURU. I left my sweetheart at Bhubaneswar. I went for a career to Bengaluru but my heart was still residing at Bhubaneswar. I couldn’t concentrate on my books. Gave dozens of interviews within a week but no positive response. I started becoming a pessimist. Finally I planned to say those three beautiful words in phone to my sweetheart. I dialed her number and talked with her. Tried to say my feelings about her but can’t….”

I said: ”so when you proposed her??”

Saumya replied: “I was in Coimbatore. Got selected in written exam and came for the SSB interview of Indian Navy. It was 6:30 pm. I came back to my hotel. I dialed her number. I told her all that things I wanted to share with her, all those things I wanted to say her .She suddenly disconnected my call. I tried again but switch off. I send her a SMS that I am sorry but no reply. That was a Dooms day for me. I was crying. No one was there with me at that time. No one was there to share my feelings. I reminded those days when she made me laugh whenever I was depressed. I reminded those days when she became worried whenever I fell sick. Why she behaved like this???I tried to chat in Facebook but I found that she removed me from her friend’s list. Tried to contact her but she never talked with me. I was unable to decipher the reason…I have never cheated her, never talked to any other girl...then why she gave me such a pain??? I was unable to look my books and unable to attain interviews. Every time I was thinking about her…Days went on and one year passed. I lost my father’s money at Bengaluru .I never came up to my father’s expectations. I felt my heart was crying. Tried to laugh, tried to smile, tried to forget her but can’t…whenever I closed my eyes to think of a new thing then could see her beautiful face…Her memories were hunting me…”

I said: ”So she never told her feelings???”

Saumya replied:” It was 12^th Feb, 2011(Almost after 2 years). I was preparing myself for an interview in a public limited company and interview was at Noida. I had cleared all the stages and it was my final round and with god’s grace I was fully prepared this time to have a job with me…I was in the waiting room of the interview hall and suddenly I felt a vibration in my heart…My mobile was in my shirt pocket and was in vibration mode. I got a message in my mobile and it was Gita’s. She had written to call her. By seeing her number tears rolled down from my eyes and dialed her number. She told me sorry. For her words I waited for more than 2 years. She told me that she too loved me but her family, her community was her barrier. She is Marwari and I am Brahmin. She never fell in love with any other guy. She was crying. Even if unable to pronounce the words clearly. Her voice mourned. She called me to meet her for the last time because her marriage was fixed on 14^th Feb,2011. I was shocked.. She discombobulated me with her words. I broke out in tears and left the interview hall. I promised her to meet her for the last time. My hope for getting that job melted down.”

I said: ”Oh no..you went to meet her??”

Saumya repled:”I am not so rich to afford a flight ticket and only 2 days were there in between . So I was unable to keep her last promise.”

I said:”And then ????”

Saumya replied: ”Things became as usual. Still trying for interviews and trying to forget her..”

I said: “Have faith in god. Everything will be ok.”

Saumya replied:” I have lost faith in god. Hindu mythology GITA teaches how to be an impeccable human but my Gita made my life paralyzed.  Now I am behaving normally to everyone but nobody can understand my pain. Because when a human cries everyone knows but when heart cries no one knows….:)J ”

After these beautiful lines, Saumya became offline and his cell was switched off. I thought of writing about him and started my article “When heart cries” from those last words of Saumya. As a English learner I have interpreted his feelings with my words. Mistakes are there but it will be good if will try to find out my mistakes……

With lots of love

Have a nice day,

Truly yours

JGD

4:44pm(as per my office clock)

25/11/2011

Day 8.When heart cries...(episode-3)

By listening the words of saumya, I just imagined how he would have been looking while dancing. However, you can say love made him dance. If you are in love then nothing is impossible for you. You can be a superhero overnight. You can do those works which your body won’t allow.

After listening the rehearsal matter, I was curious to know about the annual day function.

I said:”So what happened in the annual function ??”

Saumya replied:”Finally annual function arrived. All my friends were in a happy mood. I was neither happy nor sad. I was waiting to see my sweetheart on stage and at the same time I didn’t wanted to see her with that idiot. Finally she came to the stage wearing her dance costume and accompanied by heavy applaud. I wanted to see her only but that guy came in between. I tried to watch the show but my heart didn’t allowed me. I was very depressed and burning with jealousy. After coming back to my room,I asked myself that is this love???but still I was not sure. Next day I didn’t talked to Gita and she knew that I am upset regarding the dance programme. She tried to express her stage experiences but I was not paying any attention. Then she told me sorry for dancing with that guy and and a breeze of relief blew in my heart. She was very caring and always tries to make me laugh whenever I am depressed. Now we are the best friends for each other. Still I had a doubt that is this love or just a pheromonal attraction??? Tried to ask to my friends but can’t because I knew by asking the question her name will be flashed in our college. ”

I said:”So when u proposed her???”

Saumya replied:”By that time I was not sure about my love. I was still thinking that whether it is a friendship, love or only an attraction??? ”

I said:”So did she love you??”

Saumya replied:”we were just like friends but the way she was talking with me and worried about me, I thought that she loved me. I never saw such a girl before. Her glossy hair, glowing skin, gleaming white teeth and her high ambitions made her a perfect girl among all other girls in our college. All tried to talk to her but she always talked with me. In case of my health problems, she was always worried about me. My friends said that she loved me and I also felt that latter..”

I said:”What happened then??”

Saumya replied:”After 3 months my college was over and our juniors arranged a farewell party. She was wearing an orange saree and was looking most beautiful woman of the planet. I was moving in the college premises and my mind was filled with reminiscences. I visualized the moments I spent with her in those areas. In the farewell party, I wanted to take a photo with her but she was very busy . I thought that I can’t take any photo with her that day but my mentor cum critic Miss Baridhi Tanaya forced me to take photograph with her. Finally she called her and I took a photograph with her. That was my last photograph with her and my last day in our college. I tried to express my love to Gita and to know her response but can’t. She was very sad also .But I didn’t knew the accurate reason.  Finally the farewell party came to an end and I left my college campus. While leaving I missed her a lot.I missed all the moments I spent with her,I missed her smile ,I missed her beautiful words. While visualizing all those things a drop of tears rolled down from my eyes and finally I left the campus. On that day..I became sure that I love her…...”

(To be continued……….)

Good night.

Truly yours

JGD

9:51 pm(as per my laptop clock)

24/11/11

Day 7.When heart cries...(episode-2)

I was very eager to know the matter. I like to listen the real stories than any fiction ..and if it is a love story then I can sit round the clock…I knew Saumya from my college days. He was a shy and reticent  fellow. Seldom talks...How can he love any one??? But for a moment I forgot that a human heart is beating within him .So my enthusiasm reached its peak to know further.

I said:”What happened then??? ”

Saumya replied:”As the days went on our relationship became stronger. I started missing her after my college hours. Always tried to meet her and talk to her. Now we came close to each other. I got a good friend to share all my stuffs. Starting from college gossips to family matters ,everything was shared. One question was still hovering over my mind that whether its love  or friendship or attraction?”

I said:”Were you not jealous when she was talking with any other guy??”

Saumya replied:”yes..It was December2009,College Annual function. Being a member of the organizer team, I was looking after the cultural programmes. We planned for a dance programme . Fortunately she was also a good dancer. She told  to perform and after a screening test she was selected. But it was a duet dance. So she had to perform with another guy. In rehearsal room, I saw her dancing with that guy. I felt something burning .Yes…it was my heart. For the first time I felt such. The next day, her dance partner was absent and our dance choreographer nominated me to dance. I had never danced before but dancing with Gita was just like a dream for me. For the first time I twisted my legs from various angles and tried various odd steps but my romantic dance became a robotic one. Except me everyone laughed in the hall…I took it as challenge and finally went to my room. I downloaded the song from youtube and started learning the steps. I danced throughout the night. My semi-robotic dancing attempts infuriated my roommates. After a complete 4 hours struggle with YouTube video my bones got tired and demanded some undisturbed rest. Next morning when I went to the rehearsal room, I found her dancing partner was back and my dream of becoming her hero just remained as a dream. … ”

(The conversation to be continued on my next post………)

Gud night

Truly yours

JGD

10:27 PM(AS PER MY LAPTOP TIME)

22/11/11

Day 6.When heart cries...(episode-1)

“I am in a tension, can’t concentrate .I am totally depressed….”my friend saumya messaged me in facebook chat. I said “But why??”In that virtual talk I was able to feel his lugubrious expressions..He was suffering from a disease. Yes.. the disease that almost every vicenarian suffers from. Actually it was a conglomeration of joblessness and loss of girlfriend.

I asked him “What happened exactly. Why are you so depressed???”

Saumya replied:” Gita….  ”

I said:”Is she your Girlfriend?”

Saumya replied:”I don’t know..Please don’t ask much about her. But there are other reasons too.”

I said :”would u please elaborate?”

Saumya replied:”But here??”

I said:"So what.. am free now??"

Saumya said:"ok..."

Saumya said:”It all started in our college when I first met her. She was in her pink dress and looking most gorgeous among all other newcomers. Wanted to talk to her but can’t. We were all waiting for her turn for ragging. I thought..how one can do ragging to her??. She is so innocent. Something touched my heart. yes..it was love at first sight but I was not sure..When her turn came for ragging I told my friends to let her go as she is my relative. I didn’t wanted to see herself doing some nonsense acts before my useless friends…”

I said: “Have you talked her on that day?? What happened then ??”

Saumya replied:”No…tried a lot but can’t talked…But on the next day she called me and said thanks. She talked with me and finally asked my cell number. I was very happy that day and tried to talk again. She vanished.. but her perfume was still lingering there for some minutes. In evening I was trying to focus in my book but can’t. I could able to see her in my book also. I totally lost my concentration. I had lot of project works pending but my heart as well mind gave priority to her face than my MCA books. Thought to dial her number and to talk to her. Dialed 9 and then pressed clear key. Again dialed 99 and again pressed clear key. Can’t dialed her number. I was in a quandary. Finally waited for the next morning to have something positive. Closed my books as well as eyes and started dreaming…..”

(The conversation to be continued on my next post………)

GUd night…

Truly yours

JGD

10:47 pm(as per my laptop clock).

21/11/2011

Day 5.-Love marriages..

Do you all think love marriages are so easy???I don’t think so..Because I think, in India it is a crime. In villages, love marriages remain a hot topic or flash news for 15 days to 1 month. Some people avoid you so much that as if you are suffering from any contagious diseases. Except god and your partner, I think everybody hates you. Once I was in love in my college days and faced lot of problems. But it was much problematic for my partner. I think next to love marriages being a girl in Indian society is another crime. And if a girl is in love means…surely she will get some nice gifts. Gifts means…comments from colleagues, vehement curses form parents and dozens of more things that can’t be made brief as well. Is love marriages is still an unpardonable Sin in India?? Recently in news, I saw that two lovers were hanged in tree in a village in Bihar for loving each other. Is this the way in which homo sapiens reacts???

                As far arrange marriages are concerned then everybody reacts very normally .No body think again about the fact and no more murmurings …Arrange marriages become facts where as love marriages become news. Am I wrong?? When we were in love in our colleges then starting from our lecturers to peons everybody were focused to us. As if we were from proxima centauri …..Once my madam asked me-“Why are you coming college?” After listening to this question I was in a quandary that whether she is denying me to come to college or want to know that what I am learning? Most of the time I skipped classes to meet her. I never gave priority to my honours classes because our lecturers were only reading the scripts nothing else. Once I asked a question to my mam that-“Why thymine in DNA and uracil in RNA?”. She remained silent and glared at me as if I had asked about her past affairs. Lot of things which I will share with you latter on…

                In spite of all the odds we managed to meet each other. After so much of love in our college days when we decided to marry then casteism played a crucial role and finally we decided to do that what every protagonists do in a romantic play. After that suddenly the world around us changed and we became the most wanted criminals for the two families and point of discussions for the hundreds of lips staying in our community. Of course lot of hide and seek games also happened….But one thing is there, If your love is true, your love is real then nobody is there in this earth to separate you. Am not talking any filmy dialogue but it’s the reality I am saying…If god will help you then no one can harm you…..Believe in yourself, your partner and your love. Everything will be yours. Let the whole world talk about you. Who cares??? Thanks god for making my life bit filmy so that I can write a story on that in future…..

With lots of love…

Have a nice day

Truly yours….

JGD

7:56 am(as per my laptop clock)

20/11/2011

Day 4.Winter night.

Oh no!!...another night shift today…Gone are the days when I loved to sleep at night. But after 3years working at Vedanta I learnt to be a pseudo watchman. In my school days I enjoyed the winter nights Very much. And the exam nights experiences were awesome. I used to give alarm at 4:00am to wake up early and finish my revision. But that type of analog alarm doesn’t have any snooze system so every time I try to adjust my alarm time to 4:15am then to 4:30 am and so on and finally I wake up at 6:00am and revise the lessons.

           I was not alone during my exam nights…2 more giants were with me Biki(my cousin bro) and Bapu(my friend). It may be only a night for you but it was a war for us. Because we had to complete the total book in that night. Sir taught us one quotation-“”united we stand, divided we fall” and we were trying to apply that in our exam nights. Bapu used to come to our house at 9:30pm and then we start our serious topics. Serious topics means….Cricket, WWF, our school and finally senapati sir(our home tutor).Me and my bro.. together can answer any question about cricket. I think Biki had more information than International Cricket Council. Bapu came to laugh only. His main topic of discussion used to be senapati sir. After 3 hours of serious laughs and discussions we all decide to sleep and to start our real study sharp at 4:00am. After that what happened I have narrated above.

          During those days…. Nights were also beautiful. Now I have to awake the whole night doing my work during night-shifts. A few moments before…..I was thinking to write a new post in my blog and suddenly the winter night reminded me those beautiful memories and a drop of tear came out of my eyes and when I finally completed my writing and re-checked my post, a beautiful smile came on my face….

With lots of love..

Good night…

Truly yours,

JGD

11:03pm(as per my office clock)

17/11/2011

Day 3.The Vishnu way.....

Today I came across a good book-“GOD,INTELLIGENT DESIGN  AND FINE-TUNING “by Bhaktivedanta institute,Kolkata.This book is basically a discussion between Prof.Michael J.Behe(Lehigh university,Bethlehem,Pa.,USA) and Dr.T.D. Singh(International director, Bhaktivedanta institute).If time permits then kindly go through this book and particularly those who are in Microbiology/Biochem/Biotech…can understand it well. They are just trying to carve out a relation between science and spirituality. Do you all think god exists???I know for most of you it may be a hypothetical question. But still this is an unsolved question hovering over millions of heads. Early in the morning when I switch on my TV, I used to see spiritual talks by different gurus. He may be Hindu, Muslim, Christian, Sikh etc.But the one thing common in them is that they all say to focus on supreme. Then who is supreme???If you will ever read the concept of “Brahman” then you will definitely find out a solution for the aforesaid question. The god is within you only. Always try to find god within you. I know.. You must be laughing at my spiritual sense of writing. One day I was saying about the Value of Vishnu Sahasranamam to one of my friends and he laughed. He replied –“Have you gone mad??” I said-“Yes, might be..But it gives me pleasure to be mad for my Vishnu…”

Friends I am not a spiritual guru but as a friend and a devotee of Lord Vishnu,I want to share one thing that please try chanting Vishnu sahasranamam once in a day.It had many positive effects.I am not talking any nonsense.If you have any doubt  then go to google and type –“Effects of Vishnu sahasranamam” and you will get the answer.My life changed…I am purely living an ascetic life.This mantra is simply the thousand name of “Lord Vishnu” and popularly known as “Cure all.. get all..” .Just try it..once you will get him you can’t leave him….If you need any help in the pronunciation of Sanskrit words then please listen the Vishnu sahasranamam in youtube..:)J

With lots of love…….

Have a nice day.

Truly yours

JGD

4:25pm(as per my laptop watch)

15/11/2011

Day-2.Hilarious Sunday

Wow….at last Sunday arrived. I was just remembering my school days when I was eagerly waiting for Sundays. Sunday I had lot of music, TV shows and at last cricket. I can remember watching Mahabharata with dozens of friends in our home. In morning I used to go my music class and was learning odissi vocal. After a complete 3 hours struggle with my music sir I jump to my bicycle and ride as fast as a human leg can do to reach my home.

Mutton curry...

               In Sundays we had a sumptuous meal and particularly when there was Mansa tarkari (mutton curry).Me and my brother were very excited about mutton .Even if we used to count the number of whistles of the pressure cooker. After 3 successive whistles mutton was ready and finally we were served. After that we start eating without noticing the social drama occurring around us. Who cares??…east or west mutton is the best. Some time I eat so much that even I was unable to drink water. Hahaha…these  all became history. Now things have changed. I can’t see my bro…as he is working in a different area. I miss him a lot. Now I am working in Sunday and also in shift duty. As far as mutton curry is concerned, I am now a pure vegetarian. But the only thing is common between that time and this time is that am still in music. In past, my baba (father) forced me to go to music school to learn music and I repeatedly hesitated that but now I am trying to learn music but no teacher is there and no time is there. Still…I have made youtube as my guru to learn Guitar chords. Let’s see how well I can learn from my hi-tech guru.. I think learning is a never-ending process….

Have a nice day !!

Truly yours,

JGD

10:54 am(as per my office clock)

13/11/2011

Day-1. When god saves...

Just see this face. How innocent…isn’t it? I got this photo when I was reading a local newspaper in my office (The samaja-Odiya).I got this photo from the LOST/FOUND section. Someone got this 10days old baby from a place.Their parents might have thrown her in the dust bin and do u know the reason??The only reason that she is a girl .How her parents can do this?? Don’t they have any heart??Just see her face. she is searching her parents who had bought them to this earth but..!!

          Why Indians hate girl babies???I think having a girl baby is the most precious gift of god.She will always take care of yours till the end of your life but the boys doesn’t do so.They leave their parents after getting a wife. It’s not an absurd I am talking..It’s the reality.Through this post I want to request all those couples who are planning to throw their baby and particularly if they have a girl baby that please don’t do this because this will be an insult to god.God has made a man as well as a women and life is not possible without either of them.

Have a nice day

Truly   yours,

JGD

12:32 pm(as per my office clock)

12/11/2011(dd/mm/yyyy)

Day-1.Opening ceremony

Hello everybody..I know….I may be making you bored by my talk but what else I shall do??I don’t have any work.Tried lot of projects but every one failed.I am not a professional writer but I have a dream of becoming a writer one day.So in case of any mistake while reading kindly correct it.

At last I am going to fulfill me desires means to write...whatever I will like.Because I think I can relax myself in writing here.Today I dont have any readers or followers added to my blog but one day I think someone will follow me.I dont know from where to start and what to write but if u want to know more about me then please see my profile.

I am now in my office and working in some nonsense project because I know everything here is just to show the senior management. Today I came office in A-shift means 6:00am to 2:00pm and after that I will return to my paradise...Yes my home ofcourse..Am totally stressed doing these work here.Actually I wanted to be something else but doing something else.Whatever it may be but you can say struggle for existence.I am working in a village whose name is Bhurkhamunda,Odisha.The name of the village is very difficult to pronounce so kindly don’t try it.You all must have taken some good and hygienic breakfast but u know what I had taken in my breakfast today??? Bada and dust.

No..no.. dust is not a different  recipe here but a natural recipe. Whatever you eat  will have this thing as free. Even a slowly moving bicycle is enough to accumulate some dust in the roads here.What can I do but no option left.I think my stomach has started secreting some dust-lytic enzymes. Otherwise how am I alive???Ok friends..If somebody is reading it from last 5 minutes then thanks very much for being my guest in the “OPENING CEREMONY” of my blog…



Have a nice day



JGD

11:11 am(my office clock says this)

11/11/2011(DD/MM/YYYY)