People celebrate ‘Thanksgiving’ in so many different ways on several different days, such as ‘Pongal’ in South India to greeting and sharing with the natives by the pilgrims in North America. For us, since the past 13 years, this has been a moment to offer a special prayer and thanks to all who made and continue to make our lives more blessed.
As always Shiv and I are very thankful and wish all you friends, well wishers and everyone who crossed our paths from the past to the present, as well as all our family members: immediate and extended a very ….
A Canadian who hopes to travel to Mars says he’s OK with the idea of never returning to earth. Connor Martz is one of thousands who have applied to the Mars One project, ahead of its Saturday deadline.
You humble me Conor! Can’t wait to sing O’Canada with you, after you land safely there!
Keep on keeping on!
You don’t change the course of history by turning the faces of portraits to the wall.
What we really are matters more than what other people think of us. Jawaharlal Nehru
meet Ricthie Parker, TDPP’s Hero of the Year!
….you might have heard the song: “It’s love, it’s love, it’s love that makes the world go around”…..With schools closing in the last week of June, children on side-walks is a common sight in my neighbourhood- be it morning, noon or evening. Every evening while walking back from the bus stop, I always enjoy the lively yelling-laughing-screaming sounds, the kids on bike whistling by and the artsy-kids trying their hands with colourful chalks on our sidewalks and driveways.
For the past few (4-5) days, we have been in the grips of a severe heat-wave. And coming home after work, the silence on the hot barren roads was understandable but somewhat depressing , until I saw this. The lovely girl from that house is this week’s inspiration!
Simple words, simple deeds yet the thoughts behind are simply extraordinary! You rock lovely girl, you rock!!
Full disclosure: KR authorised me to ‘Feel free to knock off’ what I didn’t want. The more I read the more I wanted to retain it all secretly hoping for similar such series. For now let’s walk along KR as he skillfully takes us along the annals of Indian history to Udaipur.
Back in March, JK and I took a trip to Udaipur (Rajasthan, India). Rajasthan is the land of Rajputs known for the valor, pride, benevolence and bravery. When you study Indian history there is a special mention about them for their defense against the invading forces from the west to the great battles they fought, their ability to sign truce with larger rulers to protect their people from destruction, the bravery which both their men and women showed at different times and the sacrifices that they have made. So much that the British Army in 1921 amalgamated six existing regiments and created the Rajputana Rifles regiment.
When we started out trip to Udaipur, my first thoughts went back to school days. Across history, Hindi literature and series of English books by Indian Authors we have been taught about the Mewars of Rajasthan. Five names that came to my mind Rana Pratap of Udaipur, Rani Padmini of Chittor, Panna Dhai of Khumbalghat, Man Singh – Rana’s General and Chetak – Rana’s Horse. The stories around them are all about the sacrifices they made.
To start with Chetak a thorough bred Arabian stud which Rana Pratap rode into war against the Mughal emperor Akbar. The idea of Udaipur and Haldighati to me brought back to memory the beautiful poem “CHETAK KI VEERTHA” (Chetak’s bravery) by Shyamnarayan Pandey that I learnt in school the first two lines still ringing in my years and my saying it again and again to JK as we went by the overnight train. “Chetak bangaya nirala tha, rana pratap ki gode se”. I am not translating it into English lest my Hindi teacher wakes up in his sleep and starts the old punishment again! But that was the extent to which the story of Chetak was ingrained in my mind. Chetak was hurt in one leg and carried an injured Rana Pratap out of the battle field on three legs, jumping across a flowing stream and taking his master to safety before breathing his last on the Rana’s thighs. Visiting some of the sites of the war and the memorial brought a huge sense of respect to Chetak, his valor and sacrifice.
— to be continued