She comes to graze polythene everyday, but there are no rakshaks to feed her!

Amid the ongoing drama existing between the gau rakshaks and the so-called authorities concerned, I have been seeing this cow regularly visiting on a vacant plot to graze what it is called as polythene.

It was somewhere around a month back when I saw the drama related to ‘cows’ escalating and then suddenly it rose to its peak. There were fights on roads, debates in newspapers and din in our House. However, unaware and least bothered about recent happenings, this cow visits our colony twice a day to find something for her, which can fill her hungry stomach.


Initially, it seems, she waits for someone to come and offer her an adequate diet. However, when she sees no ‘rakshak’ coming to her rescue, she simply goes to a heap of garbage, where there are sufficient number of polythene, which help her get that filling feel.

This mute animal has been totally unaware of how she has been the centre of all debates and how there have been attacks and assaults on streets with ‘she’ being the point of all discussions. Even Prime Minister Narendra Modi had to pitch in to placate this issue, but the plight of this poor animal remains unchanged.

Even the recent case of Hingoriya where carcasses of cows were found tell the pathetic tale of the plight of our ‘mother’ in India.

It’s Janmashtami today and what I know is that Lord Krishna and cows were always together. In fact, Krishna had been a cowherd boy. Today, people are thronging to temples to offer their prayers. There, I see them bowing their heads in front of cows too. Different temples are decorated and there are cows in each and every tableau decorated. But in real world, these cows are left on their own on streets.

Are the go rakshaks listening to the sad tale of this cow? There may be many other cows who have the same story to share, but may be, they are silent, knowing there is none whom they may approach.

Despite several go raksha samities, why the plight of cows is so pathetic in India is difficult to understand. Any answers???

Another sad tale to gau mata’s chapter  in India!  sad!!!


Long queues but empty counters@Fortis Jaipur

Can you imagine a world-class hospital forcing you to stand in long queues for long time despite paying a regular fee?

It might look unbelievable but then it did come true when we went to Fortis Jaipur on August 16th, which was Monday and had come after a long weekend. We thought there might be a heavy rush in the first half and hence we left at 2 pm thinking that the week-end rush might disappear by afternoon. However, much to our surprise, all counters at OPD were vacant and there was a big queue at one counter which was the only functional counter.


There was a mad rush, people in queue were screaming and no discipline was being followed at all!

The only gentleman working at the only OPD was taking calls, making slips, arranging for cash and what not! The crowd was seen coming from all sides and there was no systematic IMG_20160816_160323procedure being followed.

It seemed as if we had entered any government hospital with things running topsy-turvy. Even there was no one available at the inquiry counter.

For a while, I was thinking what’s the use of opening this big OPD when there is no staff available to attend to the patients’ queries.

Sorry Fortis, but then I never expected this kind of management from your side. Had it been a government hospital we could have complained to the senior authorities, but in your case, whom should we approach?

This little boy sells his ‘dreams’ on roads!

He is young, naive, intelligent, agile and hardworking! Carrying some 10-12 balloons on his shoulders, you will see him running here and there to sell his colourful range of balloons at SBBJ Chawk in Jaipur.

He will fold his hands, will touch your feet, will request you to buy at least one balloon if you are accompanied with a kid.

As I was with my daughter, he saw me from far off and came running to me. Before he started doing his routine job of folding hands and touching feet, I bought a balloon from him.

And immediately he had a wide broad smile on his face.


“Madaam, these are not my balloons I am selling on streets. These are my dreams which I sell! My dreams to fly high; dreams to pursue some kind of business, dream to stay off from  footpath life and many alike”

“And as I sell one balloon, it is like I have  sold one dream and got money in return. And this money earns me my daily bread.”

“There will be a time when I have sold all my dreams and will get a big money in return which will help in cherishing my dreams!”

He continues without giving a break. I immediately remembered this Rajesh Khanna’s song where he had a bunch of balloons and so carefree he was while singing this song, “Zindagi kaisi hai paheli hai…”

On the contrary, here is this guy, who with his tensed face, is running from one corner to the other, just to get relieved from his dreams.

For a second, was wondering that when child labour is a crime in industries, factories, establishments etc, why is it allowed on streets?

Why there is no check on children selling water, food packets, cold drinks, etc on street amid heavy traffic.

Who is responsible to check their education and their safety on roads?

Am clueless and looking for answers…

She dresses like queen & sells vegetables under sun!

Colourful lehengas, beautiful bangles, tinkling anklets, glorified traditional bore, this female has all sorts of jewelleries which make her look like a royal queen of some kingdom. However, the wrinkles on her face speak a different story. And then there is an evergreen smile on her face, which makes you feel that there is a hidden story of agony and pain behind this smile.

Every day I meet her…We talk, we talk about vegetables, about their prices, about the weather and what not!

Yeah, because she sells vegetables right next to my place.

I have seen her braving the deadliest of summers, the scorching sun, the harsh humidity and these days, I am watching her battling the rains.

But she has been the same; with her radiating smile, the wooing charisma, the beautiful dressing sense, she has been appealing all.

In summers, when temperature was soaring high to 45-46 degree celsius and we preferred to pack ourselves in AC rooms, I have seen this female standing with her cart under a tree shade. Once she showed me how the harsh heat rash is affecting her body.

I could see the prickly heat covering her body all over, but, yet again, there were no complaints. A smile was still there on her face and I was wondering how a person can smile in so much pain.

I have been brought up listening to the tales of Rajput women who are known the world over for their bravery, valour and sacrifice for the well-being of their kingdom and families.

Here, I am watching a Rajput female, full of life, fighting the challenges of everyday life, to make her two ends meet!

Irrespective of the weather woes, I have seen her reporting daily for her duty; and her marketing skills are excellent too; she always prefers giving you something extra, with an appealing smile, which can’t resist you to come to her the next day!

We work in the best firms, draw handsome salaries and still have loads of grudges against our surroundings.

Don’t you think this female stands tall as an inspiration for one and all?

Let’s salute the spirit of this women and take some lessons from her to live a quality life by learning her art of living happily.