Silence Kills, Speak Up

Silence can be deceptive. Speak up, you may never get a chance to say what you wanted to.




Diwali - A Feeling

The day was fabulous.Beautiful morning.Complete chutti from work and regular activities.Ideal break one can wish for after such a long week.Visit to friend's place and purchase of fire crackers for the perfect firework in the evening.

Diyas !!
Deepak !!
They r the perfect example of a person's life.They can teach u a lot.Just need to have a look at them.Observe right from the beginning when it is lighted and the fabulous flame growing just like a baby.
In the process of lighting them in the evening i could feel how nice it is to create something.The flame,the light,the child.For the first time i could feel how great it must be to be a dad.How gentle a just born child would be ! How caring we need to be to nurture and protect our children.How amazing it must have been to be a father.How proud u feel when u r a dad and when u r successful in growing your child where u want them to be.This all feeling came to me as i went on lighting diyas one by one.Giving birth to a new life.A new world.That which could not manage to sustain its own weight(the flame i am talking of ) ,that which has no existence of its own without my support, would very soon give light to the world.Remove all darkness and bring in all that happiness which we aspire for.
I also realized that nothing happens so easily.A diya which promises to enlighten everything and be a great warrior against the darkness,also has to take time to come up to its potential.It is potent enough to do so.But it also needs time.It too has to struggle against all odds.I could see that every time I lit a diya it was not suddenly that it got into its actual form.It took its time fighting against the wind.When the light itself takes time to come up why do we being just humans want everything to be done instantly.Why do we want to achieve everything without doing anything and any struggle? That everything has to undergo a natural and gradual process.We need to give in our hundred percent.
The diya gives happiness and light to all.But what does it get?Its own base is in darkness.Burns itself for others just to get nothing for itself. We too need to be selfless and now I just remember one of my friends saying me "bas social work and service kar....kya milta hai? doosron ka kaam hi bas karta reh..."
I can just say that I would still go ahead with my social service or whatever u name it just for the reason dat i wud never aspire to get anything in return.I dont expect anything.Its just my pleasure.

4 broke the Silence...wen wud U?: (+add yours?)

moll....... said...

Exactly.....!!!!!!!

Kudos.......Mr Numero Uno...

Such acute perception is too rare a quality to be seen in every other person.....

n even rarer is the ability to Pen down everything.....

All do feel....
But Very Few(like u) can reproduce the thing in Black n White.....
Great......
is this Aptitude of Yours...
Keep it Up!!!!!!!

Monty said...

Thanks a lot dear... :)

Satrujeet Rath said...

Should have remained a surprise if you would not have revealed the age of the text. But I must say that, you have learnt the language of creativity long back. Its not a joke to symbolise effectively and accurately. And I was simply shocked with the innocence involved in symbolising a diya to a baby. Wish you a great parenthood. After all you realise the responsibilities now!!

Abhi said...

Revisiting this text after 3long years was fabulous. Felt like nothing has changed within me or has something??

Rereading this reminded me of a scene from the movie Pyar Ke Side Effects where Rahul Bose fears holding his Nephew. I still fear responsibilities Dude!