Letters..!!!

Republic Day is certainly a day which every Indian feels proud of.I am no different.This is my salute to every soldier out their in the borders.For they aren't just pointing fingers at others.They are doing something for the country.

Leh,29th September,2008

Dear Maa,

You must be wondering that when I can easily call you,why did i write this letter?It so happened that today my roommate received a letter from her parents and she was on top of the world.She claims that a letter contains special emotions which somehow can't be conveyed through a call. She said that the fragnance of the ink reminded her of her childhood.So I decided to write this letter to you.Through this letter I want to feel those very feelings.

I must tell you it's very cold here.Temperatures in Leh seldom touch the positives in this time of the year.Don't worry am well protected with the sweater you made for me.

Also I have to give you a good news.Although it's not confirmed yet,but my friends have started congratulating me that my promotion order is on its way.Can you believe it?Flight Lieutanant Neharika Kapoor would now be known as Squadron Leader Neharika Kapoor..!!Awesome isn't it??This news took me back a few years to the day when I walked out of AFA(Air Force Academy) Dundigal and joined the Western Command as a Flying Officer.I remember the look in Papa's eyes and those 5 words,"We are proud of you..!!"

I have never told you how it feels when I fly one of those Mig-27's.Its just impossible to put that feeling into words.Remember how I had once broken my arm because I wanted to be a bird and despite your warnings I tried to fly and jumped off the balcony.The first day I flew a Mig all by myself I knew that my dream had come true.It was fantaboulous.

Have to sleep Maa.Routine,you know.But I love this routine.Please take care of your health.And make sure Papa doesn't forget to take his BP tablets.I would call Nikita to wish her all the best for her semester exminations.

Take Care,

I love you

Neharika.

Present day,New Delhi..

Dear Neharika,

There are moments in life when you look upwards and wonder that what Good have we done so as to be gifted such wonderfully by God..You are one such Gift in our life.Yesterday on Republic Day,we were proud parents as we went on the stage to collect the Param Vir Chakra.Although,I tried very hard but when they announced Param Vir Chakra for Squadron leader Neharika Kapoor posthumously I just couldn't control my tears.I know sitting among the angels in heaven you will never like to see tears in my eyes but then those were my prized possessions for they reminded me of a daughter who laid down her life for Our Country.

Beta,in your age when girls still aren't decided about their future,you have shown all what dedication,determination and discipline can produce.Just because of you,we have our heads held high.

I know you will never come back.It is a fact which took me a long time to realize.But today i Pray to God that for your next rebirth and for all other rebirths you be born as my daughter.

May your soul rest in peace and may you smile among the angels...!!

Love you,

Maa..!!

The Last Few Seconds of Life..!!

This post isn't a story..It isn't an incident.Just don't ask me what it is.Just the other day I was going somewhere when I saw an ambulance speeding through the overcrowded street and right then I felt like writing something.I thought,"What must be going in the mind of the one in the ambulance?(that is if the patient's senses are still working and his pain hasn't overtaken his other feelings).. This is what I wrote..I just kept on scribbling something without giving a thought about what I was writing.So there might be numerous flaws in it.Plus if you notice,this writeup does not have an ending and that's because I couldnt think of one.Or perhaps it did not deserve a one..Here it goes.................

Tuesday,6:20 pm..
Why does it have such a loud blaring noise.I understand that the traffic needs to know that there's an ambulance but can't they use something better?Something soothing to your ears.I mean as it is this pain is killing me.What else do they want?This is mental torture.I guess they can play a Bollywood number to attract the attention of other drivers.Better they must get to know the favourite track of the patient and play it.It's done in many hospitals.Why not in the ambulance too?The music's good and what else the one who's probably going to die gets to listen to his favourite track one last time.
Naah....doesn't make sense does it?I mean which family would be in the mood of listening to a bollywood number when their Ghar ka Chiraag's condition isn't very good?I mean few tensed relatives who are stealing glances at their watches thinking that the Hospital's in India are so far off..few chanting mantras,praying to God and the rest desperately trying not to cry and giving words of comfort to the patient that everything will be allright..as if God had given them a trunk call clearly mentioning that things are under control when as a matter of fact they aren't..Will these relatives feel like listening to a song?No..of course not.But that surely doesn't mean that this loud alarm is music to their ears.It isn't.
Hey by the way am Nihaal,27 years of age and I have met with a life threatning accident at the Mumbai-Pune highway.The journey hadn't been a bit adventourous but then I had not expected something so out of the box.Because within seconds things went out of control.Maybe I should not have crossed the 100kmph mark.Out of nowhere a truck came in front of my car and my senses bid goodbye to me.I failed to apply the brakes,rammed into the truck which as a matter of fact was carrying steel rods meant for construction.Those rods i guess were not meant for buildings.They were meant for me and my car.The windshield was shattered in moments and seconds later I could feel that one of those rods had crashed into me.I had read somewhere that if things suddenly do not go according to the way they should, human mind stops reacting for it cannot comprehend the sudden changes.And yes,I could not comprehend what actually happened.
So am now in a horizontal positon in a moving van supposedly called an ambulance and am being taken to a hospitalAlthough am semi-concious(yeah am not unconcious)..I cannot see.I do not have that much of blood left in me to open my eyes.But I can sense that my family and few relatives are there in the van.Its a big van with all the modern amenities meant for emergency cases like me.



Ever been inside an ambulance?Its hell.I mean hell can't be worse than this.I know some of us try to picture what hell would be like.For me its inside an ambulance.Whether you are the centre of attraction or not,it surely is hell.Worried expressions,tensed moments..all in all the atmosphere surely isn't rocking.
Uff...the pain is untolerable.Plus these needles meant for blood and saline and stuff..Irritating.Its as if just for these few moments God has decided that the laws of nature would change.That time would Indeed STOP.Added to the fact that your loved ones are having a tough time.
Its said that just before you die life flashes before your eyes.I now can clearly see my first day in school,my first fight,my first kiss,and the truck..oh wait...wait..hell..why am I thinking these things?Am I going to die??NO....NO....NO NO..hell crap NO..How can I die?I am just 27.Please God.I have so much more to do,so many places to visit plus am still a virgin at 27.God NO...please dont let me die?Hell why am I falling short of a breath?God..help me BREATHE...help me BREATHE..please.!!Why do I feel like a guy who's been running a long marathon but just as the finishing line is in sight,he collapses and falls down.NO...GOD..NO!!
Meanwhile the pictures keep coming.The memorable Goa trip with friends,the long walks at marine drive with Sohail and the long stories about his crushes,Neha Didi's wedding and that cute girl at the wedding,amazing coffee at CCD..These pictures just wont go.
And then suddenly maybe out of desperation or frustration a prayer comes out..
God!If I am able to walk again after today,I would start giving importance to this amazing gift given by you called Life.I would spend more time with my family.I would not ring our neighbours doorbell and then run away just to irritate them,and I would not fight with the doodhwala stating that he has now become a Paaniwala.
Strange..Humans have this amazing ability to start giving importance to things or individuals,only when they are gone or are about to go.All through my lifeless life i never have given importance to such small things but now when Yamraj is sitting on top of my head and playing Tabla..i suddenly feel a little different.
Tuesday....6:55pm
Suddenly the ambulance comes to a halt.So I haven't died.I will give doctors a chance to prove their mettle.Good..!!But one thing is very clear to me....am not dying,,strangely enough I feel that this is a kind of a rebirth for me.Nihaal Sinha has just died.And Nihaal Sinha is just born

Gifts Of The Past...

Satutory Warning:Readers may please note that the events mentioned below are fictional to the best of my knowledge(of course going to school and college are not fictional..am a literate..or else how do i write this blog...sorry.. Bad Joke..!!).So as the events are fictional,any resemblance to any person is truly unintentional.

I turn back today..
just to have a glimpse at the past.
They say past is history,
So is it wrong to look at it?

Shouldn't I look at the day,
When i walked through the school gates,
shouldn't i be obliged,
for I went in a kid and came out a man!!
So what if I want to go back today
and say sorry to people I have hurt..
I know I can't!!

Shouldn't I look at the day,
when I had the first fight
shouldn't i be glad,for the fight
ultimately resulted in a friendship
which still goes strong..!!
So what if the fight ended with a broken bone,
and the bone belonged to me..!!

Shouldn't I look at the day,
when we went to see a cricket match
between Australia and India at the Ferozshah Kotla
Shouldn't I rejoice,for we had a gala time
predicting the number of ducks
by Indian Batsmen.
So what if India lost that match
and then the series too.!!

Shouldn't I look at the day
when we used to play football
on a rainy day.
shouldn't I be happy that I was the one
to score the goal.
So what if the next day
I caught cough and cold and then
could not play for the next two days.

Shouldn't I look at the day
when college welcomed me with open arms..
Shouldn't I smile for I made friends.
So what if I suddenly find moist eyes..
The tears are the trophies I possess,
for they remind me of the good times spent.

Shouldn't I look at the day
when I took the train journey,
that changed me forever.
Shouldn't I blush
that I met the girl of my dreams
and fell---fell in love.
So what if she doesn't like me,
I do and shall always..!!

I look at all these days and more,
Days that will never come back,
Days that will stay with me lifelong,
Days that will always be cherished,
as wonderful gifts of the past...!!!

Rab dikha kya??

Well..the psyche of Indian audience can never actually be analysed.When,how and what is acceptable to them is an unfathomable mystery.While on one hand they reject a movie like Saawariya(am not taking its side..it deserved to be a flop)they actually let a movie like Rab ne Bana di jodi become a big hit.Now all you SRK fans may please note that he is simply the best.I have watched DDLJ 25 times and even in RNBDJ he was awesome.But should he have done that movie in the first place is my question?I mean that movie deserves the OSCAR for the most irritating scripts till date in Indian Cinema.How can a lady not identify her husband is a question which has long been asked and I wont dwell on that fact.The second shortcoming is how can a person jinhone aaj tak kabhie ladies se baat tak nahin ki hain be such a natural flirt.I guess Vinay Pathak gave him tuitions.I mean when we are asked to shut our brains and enjoy a movie it is acceptable to a certain extent but this is pure crap.Poore movie mein heroine ko rab dikha hi nahin lekin picture khatam karne ki baari aayi toh Rab dikh gaya..arre telepathy hain kya?And this movie was the second biggest grosser of 2008 after Ghajini.
Talking about Rab,this was the only good thing about the movie.After that am seeing glimpses of rab in every second female..!! problem is kisi ladki ko hamme rab dikhta hi nahin...!!!
Help me Rab..!!

Peter Raja...!!

Now I just felt like adding this pic here..yesterday as we recieved the news of Jharkhand C.M Mr Shibhu Soren being defeated in the tamar by-poll by one Peter Raj..i was occupied with various emotions..one being Peter Raja..??I mean his name is Peter Raja..

Doesnt it resemble a name of a monkey who roams in the streets along with his master and entertains the general public..??I do not wish to hurt any sentiments here but Peter Raja??

The next emotion was when I saw the pic of Peter Raja..I am sure many of the newspapers did not print a pic of Mr Peter raja fearing that kids may actually face emotional turbulence after having a look at him.I tried but did not get a pic of Mr.Raja in the net.But mark my word..given a choice am sure people would consider Shibhu Soren as a gentleman in front of Rajaji.Mr Raja has those deadly looks,ekdum apt for a role in Ramsays new horror movie.

I pity the people of Jharkhand..they now have to choose between two murderers..its as if choosing the worst movie of the year..LOVE STORY 2050 or DRONA..??

And somewhere down the line am I thanking God for am no longer a resident of Jharkhand??..u bet I am...for although I have spent my best growing up years in Jharkhand,the present political scenario makes me feel disgusted that am a citizen of the same country in which there are individuals like Shibhu Soren and Peter Raja.

UNITE INDIA..

Sovereign,secular,democratic republic
Is that India..??Ask the Indian public..
Are we a sovereign nation,a secular state?
Is this the same India which Gandhi once said Great..!!

Why these bomb blasts??Why these wars??
Whose responsible for these permanent scars??
Innocent blood being shed,many more at stake..
Can someone please stop this rake..?

Dont point fingers for we all share the blame
now we need to ensure that conditions dont remain the same
not everythings gone,not all hope lost..
Normalcy can be restored at a minimal cost..!!

So Unite India for now is the time..
when newer heights have been attained by all sorts of crime..
lets sort out differences,let there be no suspicion..
lets eradicate fear..let that be our sole mission..!!

Ergo,let all religions unite for one single cause..
lets all have fire within us to fight the loss..
let us all know one incontrovertible decision..
War..never was and never shall be a solution..!!

For together we shall make the new Indian state..
and together we will write our own fate..!!!

Happy New Year.

Well,at the outset Happy New Year to one and all.Being an optimistic I was hoping that 2009 would see lesser number of terrorist strikes but on the 1st day of year itself,Assam was rocked.I pity the Indian Government.They can expect attacks from any quarters.If in west we have Pakistan which claims it is doing everything to ensure that its territory is not being used for any terrorist activities and that Mumbai attacks were carried out by non state actors(non state-they were aliens i guess)..it is actually providing bullet proof car to the head of Jamaat-Ul-Dawa(dont remember his name).Also in the East we have Bangladesh which has been causing sleepless nights to all our political honchos.Madam Sheikh Hasina...please are you listening to our pleas?
Plus there are internal naxals spread across the country.Just imagine the kind of country we are living in.Plus I salute the patience our politicians have shown after 26/11.Coz I am fed up of those top stories in news channels where be it Pranab Mukherjee or Manmohan Singh all they have said for the last one month is Pak must act and there's no time limit for that.Pakistan on its part has done nothing but said that in case of a war they will protect their sovereignity.Wasnt an attack on mumbai an attack on our freedom to live peacufully and an attack on our sovereignity?And wasnt it planned and plotted in Pakistani territory?This is a warning to our netas...Time's running away gentlemen and aam junta's getting frustrated.
Switching Gears...Well kudos to Mr Amitabh Bachchan to actually write in his blog regularly.I am writing after 2 months.Actually am too lazy to even think about switching my pc on everyday,forget about writing.Recently saw Ghajini and liked it.Indian film industry can proudly claim to have few cinematic geniuses with it and Aamir's surely one of them.Expecting many more Mr. Aamir.