Stop Killing of Girl Child -- Letter From Baby Girl From Heaven

Dear Mommy,


I am in Heaven now... I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.


Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day. I felt so hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy.


That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop.


Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.

Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand.


And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone. The angel took me away to a wonderful place... Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion". I am sorry, for I know how it feels." I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It ****ed my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.


Love,
Your Baby Girl

                                                                 


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Online grievance forum - Govt. of India

Government of India has an online Grievance forum at http://pgportal.Gov.in/ 
 
The govt. Wants people to use this tool to highlight the problems they faced while dealing with Government officials or departments like Passport Office, Electricity board, BSNL/MTNL, Railways etc. 

Many of us say that these things don't work in India . Couple of months back, the Faridabad Municipal Corporation laid new roads in his area and the residents were very happy about it. But 2 weeks later, BSNL dug up the newly laid roads to install new cables which annoyed all the residents.. A resident used the above listed grievance forum to highlight his concern.. To his surprise, BSNL and Municipal Corporation of Faridabad were served a show cause notice and the guy received a copy of the notice in one week. Government has asked the MC and BSNL about the goof up as it's clear that both the government departments were not in sync at all. 
(I'm not sure about the authenticity of the above incident!)

So use this grievance forum and educate others who don't know about this facility. This way we can at least raise our concerns instead of just talking about the 'System' in India . 
Invite your friends to contribute for many such happenings. 

PLEASE SPREAD THIS MESSAGE IF U WANT OUR INDIA TO HAVE A BETTER TOMORROW...

A new year re-fuel ?

The very first day of the New year's morning witnessed a change in the routine.

On the first note, I was woken up early inspite of my protests for having slept late on the new year's eve! The protests were paid no attention and I lethargically started to brush my teeth, languidly gazing at the newspaper with the toothbrush left unattended in my mouth. A whack from my mom set things straight and I got ready, for? New year's eve.Indian family.Devout Hindu family.And temple is the obvious answer. But the previous day's ill health left me no option but to rest at home. Somehow gathered some energy and headed for temple.

Before continuing I'd like to pause here and mention an irksome yet funny, mini fiasco!The autowala of the auto in which i came had no change for hundred and i had to go to some places to get it.And finally found a well established  store;the guy nodded in negation as I produced the hundred rupee note-his face clearly said: "You're gonna get change for nothing. Buy something and you can have the change." And so, complying to his terms I bought a packet of SMart Chips, Baked not fried! (:P). As there was no cover to put it in, I had to carry it throughout my stay in temple obtrusively, victimizing myself people's raised eyebrows and awkward glances!

  It so happens all the time that whenever I visit a temple, I'm often filled with guilt, for having committed many mistakes(i somehow repel the idea of putting it as sins, which is of course true!). It may be true that we commit mistakes but ask for forgiveness and continue our life; and also continue to commit mistakes? It is said so that Hinduism offers its follower the option to ask for forgiveness at the time of dead and we'll be unblemished, i.e., will be guilty of nothing, free from blame! But in practice, is it so? Commit all the sins that u want to in your life and finally ask God for forgiveness at the time of your death? I just am not able to accept this. I wouldn't mind anyone pointing the mistake in this above discussion.

As I entered the temple this strange feeling welled up from within and kept spreading the entire body paralyzing my major faculty, viz., my brain! I could neither help stop thinking about it nor keep avoiding it. It seemed inevitable.Ubiquitous.Everywhere there were idols of Hindu deities with the eternal sagacious smile on their face indicating tht they knew everything and are the perfect masters and are the directors of this cosmic drama called LIFE, kept reminding of the apparent fact that I had been discussing above. This feeling slowly overpowered the uneasiness I had in my stomach. But didnt relieve me of any ailment as the latter proved far more powerful!

As is the custom, we first visited Ganeshji's shrine and his affable yet sharp eyes made me bow down my head in utmost reverence but with a pinch of fear! We first circumambulated his shrine as my mom kept chanting some sacred unspeakable Sanskrit verses to herself and prayed in sincere devotion! Slowly the uneasiness started creeping over my body and I also had my hair stand on end! As I completed one circumambulation and headed for 2, my mom called me and gestured me 1 or 3 and I nodded and stopped recollecting how every time she reminds me of having only 2n+1(n<=0) rounds around shrines, meaning only odd numbered rounds; reason? Do, as I say was the answer! Never mind, as I came back to the present and found the crowd's irritable glance on my smart chips pack and then on me. I prayed to Ganeshji to relieve me of this guilty feeling and err...I paused there groping for another wish. the priest gave some holy water, put some holy grains in my palm along with some holy flowers and then put the holy crown with the deities feet on my head and proceeded to the next person doing the same. I rang the bell and clutching tightly to the smart chips pack, I stepped out of the periphery of Ganeshji's shrine! I felt relieved for a while and gazed skywards and Lord Vishnu idol's sight atop the highest point of the temple caught me and gripped me with the same feeling!


After exiting Ganeshji's shrine next was Lord Shiva's and then his consort's and next Shani's and then came my favorite, Hanumanji! There was no change in my inner feeling as the Lord of infinite grace looked over me as he did to anyone else with folded palms and reverence to his master. Clutching to the smart chips pack tight in the rush, i took the holy water(thirtha) and left his shrine. Then was Ayyappa and finally, it was Vishnu. Some serious decisions were being made in my mind(not sure if it was heart or both!) about my life. What were they for? I questioned as I sat inside the Periphery of Vishnu's temple. The voice answered "you've been thrown in the hostile regions of clash between mind and heart for the past one hour and these decisions, from now shall free u of ur uneasiness!" But I wasnt fully able to deduce still what decisions those were. But all of a sudden i found myself equipped with a strange sense of confidence and strength came into my mind and body. I somehow didnt like it and preferred the previous feeling; but it wouldn't leave. Slowly I began to introspect my mind and heart and felt I've got the energy to face any kind of encumbrances and the confidence to ward off and fight against any ill thought. With this new feeling of gut, I thanked all the Gods and as my mom and I strode out of the temple happily some force stopped me suddenly. The force asked,"This isn't ur first temple visit. Does that mean u need to re-fuel ur mind and heart every time u come? Do u injudiciously use ur fuel? And is this new year re-fill going to help u in any new way?". As I was seized with this uncomfortable dubiousness, I felt that the Gods weren't satisfied with my progress and wanna give some more. I felt that they were looking down from the heavens and smiling at me and as the Idol of Lord Vishnu came in sight, the previous night's question replayed in my mind,"an unknown apprehension!".

00:00:01 And a happy new year 2010

.....contd from my previous post.....


As I took out my cell phone(Nokia 6303) anticipating a flood of SMS's and calls, the first had already arrived and was awaiting my response. Thus the warm,affectionate,joyful,happy cries of "Wish u a very happy new year", "a very happy n prosperous new year","happy new year bro"...and on and on the SMS's continued to pour over and while I was attending to one call another one was in the waiting list. Thus in the next 2 hours, I was occupied with the busy job accompanied with a heavy duty of receiving their affectionate wishes with, "Oh! thank u n wish u the same!"..and etc.And was also imposed with the silent pressure of replying to those damned forwards and darn those mobile networks charging 1 rupee for every msg sent, against the usual 2ps or any offer!


My apartments seemed to be deserted but top floor witnessed a lot of buzzing activities. Disco lights.DJ activities.High volume sound.Club remixes.Partying.And those elegant footwear of young ladies and those of men,rough and rugged, yet posh kept moving swaying and tapping hither and tither to the high volume re-mixes! All these and more behind CLOSED DOORS!Heck once again! Damn it! though I may be an uninvited guest, the concept of closed doors everywhere irked me to the core! Thus finding peace in my seclusion on the terrace in the cold air I stayed for a while more and headed home and calls and SMS's still kept pouring over all the night and I remember attending the last call at 2.30(and my friends were surprised on finding that I was asleep at the new year's night!). But an unknown apprehension kept swaying in my heart(but not mind)! I kept saying to myself ... an unknown apprehension!

31.12.2009--00:00:00--01.01.2010 ...

First of all I'd like to wish all my readers a very happy-prosperous-joyous-bright-colorful-terrorism free-crime free New Year! :)  (And I dream all of it comes true!)


A quick overview of events tht took place b4 31.12.2009, 00:00:00:


After a series of arguments with mom I was finally granted permission to leave home and headed for Karu's (Karthik) place. And discussed with other friends about the failure of previous day's plan about an outing and also the following day's flop! Btw, forgot to mention, from the moment i got into a bus from my place, my head started reeling and my stomach paining leaving me sickening and dizzying! The bus was moving slow in the traffic and i felt good at the idea of returning home and cuddling myself in the rugs on my bed. But fought the urge and as the bus picked momentum the ailments too started picking up momentum. After reaching my friend's place i was in semi conscious or perhaps a trance like stage and let myself loose on the bed. Made some fruitless plans like flying kites in the heavy, dry winter air with another friend and disturbed another friend, Pavan, in his movie and urged him to meet us up at Anirudh's place. As I had well anticipated, all the plans have been a series of successful flops! As my uneasiness started to spread the body i bade good bye to my friends and took a bus home and took a nap of 2hrs and started restructuring my blog(as paz had been complaining that my page took time to load) and switched on star movies and enjoyed National Treasure 2 and took another short nap before I went out with my family for an aimless travel in the city.


After a brief discussion in the 30 minute traffic jam from my place,Yousufguda to Jubilee Hills, it was vaguely decided tht we head for Shilparamam Handicrafts Exhibition. It was better than I had anticipated, semi boring mela with dreary pieces of art. But as I had picked up my curiosity for arts, since an indefinite 4-5 months, the mela had above average stuff to offer. A stroll for 2hrs in the mela in the cool air seemed to recharge me for...err...for...well there was no new year party that i were to attend. So the entire charge was dissipated as we headed indefinitely for Necklace road to find that it was closed and frustratingly turned to tank bund to find another disappointment awaiting us. Finally made way to home. And there was another irksome factor. All the neighbors in my floor have gone out to their respective parties or outings to spend there time(not their mistake to irritate me); but those who were in their houses didn't put a welcome sign. They had their doors closed shut and inside their closed doors they must have celebrated. No one in my floor and those below mine seemed to shoe any interest in welcoming the new year together. Thus, I retorted to my usual,went up to the terrace and spend around half an hour in the cold air thinking of some resolution. And it struck me that I had promised a friend of mine, a fitness freak, Anirudh, that I would take up serious exercising everyday and would perhaps make it my, err...whatever one calls a new year resolution!I chuckled to myself and slowly took my cell phone out fully knowing well what was in stock for the coming hour!