What India Lost in Exchange of Freedom

A few days ago, while going to office I read something dedicated to our soldiers, written on the walls. I always get emotional reading anything about them. And since one of my best friends has joined the army, I have become more sensitive.
Later that day, I was reading about Ashfaqulla Khan (one of the perks of my job is I can read as much as I want), and couldn’t stop myself and had to go to the restroom.

Few things I would like to highlight –

  • Freedom came at a huge price, paid by many parents, spouses and children.
  • The ‘backward’ Indians were better than so-called modern and progressive mushrooms these days.
  • They followed their religion and still respected each other. I wonder how is that even possible? Maybe they actually read the texts and didn’t listen to illiterate and fake religious leaders.
  • And as they knew what actually their religion said, they never had a problem sacrificing their lives for their country.
  • They respected women.
  • They valued animals too, but a little lesser than human lives.
  • They knew what friendship was and how it was not based solely on sharing the same religion. Really.

 

Yes, we have achieved a lot but I wonder would our great freedom fighters, soldiers who sacrificed their lives protecting us, and a lot more who died doing good things for our country – be proud to see what their country has become?
I guess we all know the answer.

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( PS- Birth Anniversary of Ashfaqullah Khan is on 22 October and hence I got to read about him and few more freedom fighters. I don’t need to clarify but few will connect his name and mine saying bs. Khair, Take care )

 

 

 

 

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Q & A No. 2 

“I want become an entrepreneur. What should be my first step?”

My Answer –

Hi. Congratulations on figuring out what you want to become !


First step is to ask yourself – “Is it something I really want ? ” Because it takes a lot to become an entrepreneur. Lot of sacrifices and criticism with least support even from your loved ones.


Once you’re sure that you REALLY want to be an entrepreneur, think in what fields you’re good at. 


Next would be finding a problem people face, which you can solve. Or finding a need / product / service which people didn’t even know they needed !

This would be your concept or the idea . 


Hope this helps.

All the best , Karthik !


( I am pursuing a course . In that, there is a discussion forum where people can ask and readers can answer. But there is no option for me to save what am answering to see again what I answered . I have to scan the entire discussion panel to find the question I answered and then edit or delete it. And here, on WordPress am posting them, to save them for reading whenever I want and for you too 😇 )


My Answer 

This person is facing issues from his family regarding his entrepreneural pursuit. And he’s unable to  a handle it anymore. Following  is my answer to him –

Please in your mind before I proceed –

1. Parents ARE supportive.

2. They love you .


Now regarding your issue – They are are not supporting you in this because they are scared what if it goes wrong and you fail and have nothing in hand. 

They want to support you but because of this fear they are not Able to. 

And hence Indian parents are so happy with 9-5 job. Because this gives their child the security , financial security, this saves their child from the stress.


My suggestion on what you can do to make your situation better – 

Have an evening tea with them , of course serve soemthing snacks. Talk about good times and memories. Make their mood good.

And then, calmly, tell them what you doing, what is your idea, how far have you worked , Tell about how people are receiving it, tell how others have responded to your work and then it’s future. And at last , tell them how passionate you’re about it .Tell them that you may fail, may be, but you’re making sure you won’t but still if you fail, atleast you won’t have regret for the rest of your life. 


Let’s face it, our parents are not updated with the changes in the world. And it’s obvious to be scared of something unknown . 

Talk to them. Family support , no matter what others say,is really important. 


Hope this helps ! 

All the best.

Being Bullied ?

If you were bullied in school, college or even in office. Stand for it. Stand for yourself. Nobody’s going to help you unless you help yourself. 

Share it with your people, your parents . Speak about it. Don’t sit in a corner and cry thinking you’re not good enough or nothing good can happen to you or you’re such a loser or the worst of all that you deserve to be treated like this.
Trust me, nobody deserves such treatment. Nobody. You deserve to be treated with respect, love and care. 
And shall I tell you something which would cheer you up? This bully thing will make you stronger . You’ll work hard on yourself and you’ll reach the stars. And your bullies, they will get what they did. But you, you’ll grow like a tree , strong and rooted and unstoppable. 
And in life, you WILL meet people who would love you for what you’re. 

But for all this beautiful things to happen, you need to start valuing yourself, you need to love yourself first and believe in yourself. 

Good things will happen . InshaAllah
( I know few people who have gone through this and I see them shining so bright )
And 

‘You become what you think’.
Love 😘 .

Struggle is Real 

​It’s looks perfect. You feel proud of yourself . You think , ” wow I can do it, it’s not rocket science”.

Then you go ahead and apply the same on the second one, and it is a disaster. 

To compensate, you go back to the first one and try to make it look like the second and then ‘that’ becomes a disaster. Again back to second and then so on. 

And then you curse every person who suggested, convinced and even compelled you to do it.
Eyeliner. Struggle is real.

(In frame – Me)

2017 

​New year is not big a deal ! But you can make a change all of a sudden and people won’t care. They won’t pinch you saying “sudden change, huh?”

2016 was definitely a very memorable year , so many good things happened and lot more bad things. But let’s focus on the good ones . Because bad ones are now lessons and lessons are good , right ?

I wanted to end it on a happy note , wanted to end 2016 on a good terms so that if our paths cross ever, we’d smile !
So First thing – End everything on a good note. Be it work, relationship,anything ! It saves lot of time which we normally waste sitting and looking outside the window thinking ” Ah !”
Secondly – Give time to family ! Trust me , people (except few) will leave ( that’s their nature , and also the nature’s way to tell – Grow up ! ) But Family – no matter what you do, no matter if you’re pretty or not , no matter how many times you fail – They will always stand by your side ! They are your home !
Thirdly – Do what you always wanted to do . Take the courage to make a choice. Be strong enough to follow your dreams . 
Fourthly – Choose good company. Be with people who actually make you feel comfortable, who motivate you , correct you when you’re wrong and love you ,no matter what. 
Fifthly-Don’t Fall in Love. Not because I have bitter feelings for this but because falling is good only in bungee jumping or skydiving else Rising in things makes sense ! So , Rise in Love. 
Sixthly – Learn to let things go. 

This is for all my friends who are in love with wrong people and find it difficult to let them go. Trust me their staying will ruin you even more and for longer. Today is the best day to breakup and have a new start , I know it’s harsh but no harm in being selfish for some time.

So better let them go, yes you’ll be devastated but soon you’ll bloom . C’mon , you have got me !
Seventhly – Never talk to me about 2014-2016. 
Let’s be a better version of ourselves.

And remember this , you guys , I love you !
#Iam_Rafat

Beauty and The Stupids

​Recently, I had a talk with a stranger about beauty , don’t ask me how it came up.

So, I told her that there is this girl whom I see everyday while going to office and she looks so beautiful. The innocence on her face is so rare and makes me look at her atleast once when I take my cab. 

So the stranger said “Sounds interesting. That’s a rare combination. And if you praise her so much , I have contacts who are into modelling business. Such beauty should be seen by the world.Do share her contact number.By the way How old that girls is?” 

I said that she must be around 16-17.

This made the curiosity insect bit her and she asked “what a girl of such age does at the road everyday?” 

I said she’s there with her mother . And the insect bit her more this time , she got more curious and asked what the mother and the daughter do on the road ?

I answered that they are fruit sellers and must say they are so kind and humble . ”

She said “Oh. I need to get down. Bye”
I have never seen such a sudden change of interest and expression ever. 
Isn’t it great that we have defined already that a person of certain community or job or a race or complexion or financial status has to look in a certain way? 

I must say, ‘We’ are the best creation of Almighty – so intelligent and kind and understanding and impartial and unbiased and what not . Feel proud 🙂
#Iam_Rafat

I want my Man

I am tired 

Really tired

I don’t want to be strong anymore 

Fcuk ‘women don’t need men’

Because we do

And that would be a lie 

If we say we don’t 

We need a companion 

A company 

A shoulder to lean on when at peace

And to cry when upset 

Fcuk everything

I want my Man !

To Mom

Dearest Mom,

I know you are wondering why am writing to you when I can simply call. Well it’s because there are things I can’t speak on call or face to face. I can’t let you see me like this.

Do you remember you told me that am beautiful and intelligent and also that it’s a rare combination. You also said that the man of my life would be the luckiest to have me?

Do you remember , one day, we were up till dawn talking and I told you that how people come and leave. I told you that am scared. I have trust issues and I believe love is not for me. You kissed my forehead , pulled me closer and asked why do I think like that? I told you that everyone can’t be lucky in all the things. If Almighty gives us everything, we will Not learn how to be grateful and would become arrogant. And here I have everything one dreams of . The only thing I don’t have its that one special love. So I guess it’s cool.

You held my hand and asked me to listen to you carefully. You told me that you get what you wish. You become what you think you’re. You asked me to be positive and think you’re lovable, because I am. You told me not to give up on love and not to be hopeless.

I cried that night. I thanked Almighty that what the hell did I do that you have me such an incredible mom.

Following your words, I locked up the negativity and hopelessness as I opened the door for love,again. It came. Made me happy. Somehow gave me dreams and hopes. And one morning, all of a sudden,it bid bye. It said it’s unsure about me. 

Mom, it’s hard. It really is. I am fine being not loved. Because I have you, dad, sis and bro. I have my best friends. But Mom, this feeling of loved a lot and all of a sudden unloved – this breaks me. It breaks me so hard that am now a pro faking that am fine.  I feel like somebody took me to the highest peak , we appreciated nature and it’s beauty and I was pushed from the edge. I feel exactly like that.

Mom, why can’t people think about others ? Why can’t they not say things they don’t mean? And mom , why do I believe every word? 

I know am stronger, really stronger. I know I will get over it, sooner or later. I will learn more not to believe every word people say. I will learn again not to become blind when people would talk soft.

But mom, I miss the old me. The innocent me. The one who was oblivious of the bads in the world, the one who knew love is pure and beautiful. The one who wanted to be like you – giving, kind, loving , honest and trustworthy.

I may change for the good, mom. I may not believe in love . But you still give me hope and I don’t want to give up on that.

I love you the most.

See you.

To The Teachers 

​To those who taught us to be kind and patient (our kindergarten angels).

To those who treated us same, not as a girl or a boy (our primary school).

To those who taught nature has changes saved in her closet for us (our middle school).

To those who taught , life changes with time and is impartial and tough (our high school).

To those competitive exams that taught – three hours can’t but Will evaluate your intelligence.


To those neighbors who taught – Don’t poke your noses, it’s irritating.

To those professors who taught – Don’t judge a book with its cover (it might be good inside, foul outside and vice versa ).

To those classmates who taught – first impression is not the last and strangers could become friends.

To those HRs who taught – good going things can ‘not – always’ have a good result (interviews).

To those colleagues who taught – liking someone is a matter of Choice and necessity (few times).

To those auto drivers who taught – saying ‘No’ is your Right and one must use it. And To accept ‘No’ as an answer.

To those Ola Share and Uber Pool that taught – to be on time – leave for the destination, ages ago and Yes, also taught cooperation and adjustment, of course.


To Life, To heartbreaks , To those shitty people, To those false acclamations of feelings, To those quietly screaming nights, To depression and To FAILURE.


To Friends, who taught – Insanity is good for health.

To Siblings, who taught – You are never alone in anything.


To Parents, who taught – No matter what you do, where you go, You always have a home to come back, arms to embrace you at your weakest and smiles to cheer you up at your worst. There is a world, where selfishness is not even in the dictionary, where your happiness is the only objective and Love is showered throughout, without hidden intentions. A Place exists in this universe where you can be ‘You’.


Happy Teachers’ Day !


#Iam_Rafat

I know kinda late … But it’s okay. Right?