BEING MYSELF

The great soul who made his country's burden of sorrow his own... Netaji called upon people to sacrifice their all and said: "For the present I can offer you nothing except hunger, thirst, privation, forced marches and death. But if you follow me in life and in death as I am confident you will, I shall lead you to victory and freedom." He had decided to continue the war of independence from some other territory.....but destiny ordained otherwise.........he was taken to another territory by the destiny.... His message to Indians from deathbed: "Jab apney mulk wapis jayein to mulki bhaiyon ko batana ki mein aakhiri dam tak mulk ki azadi key liyay larta raha hoon; woh Jange Azadi ko jari rakhen. Hindustan zaroor azad hoga, us ko koi gulam nahin rakh sakta." 'When you go back to the motherland, tell my countrymen that I have been fighting for the liberation of my country till the last breathe of my life; they must continue the struggle, India shall be fre...

On top of that Hill I stand again, Gazing to the past... I stretched my hands to regain but, in vain. Time, moved on but the memories, of those jocund days, make me wander in the past. Recollecting those days... Cherishing those memories with every step. We made every fun memorable Those never ending talks, chatting,munching,giggling,silly fights and all those days of celebration... Anything and everything we celebrated Hardly we knew, we were making memories... We annoyed each other But, enjoyed those days.. We were friends with so many trends. We had to bend some rules for our benefits. We had tough days But, we laughed at it together. Realising the Reality now.., Mind is heavy with memories. We are ripped apart, leaving those days behind. Now, no laughter to adore But, some memories to cherish Good Golden Days of School Life. Standing on top of that Hill, Regretting for the Bygone Days....!!! :( (2013)