Crocodiles in Baroda , we escaped in darkness

Any frd should not think that I am fond of crocodiles. In the present case , a crocodile was caught in the Lal Baug area which is near Vishvamitri Rly Station. I remember an incident. Years back, when I was Vice Principal, Police Training School, Baroda, and was staying in Lal Baug Flats . I had come with family to Surat for celebrating Janmashtami and were returning to Baroda in a night train. That night it rained very heavily in and around Baroda and the chogan of Baroda Rly Stn was flooded, so the train was brought back wards and it halted at Vishvamitri Rly Stn. It was past midnight. There was no ricksaw available and I had no vehicle of my post. So we walked down the distance appx. 2 KMs. with small kids on shoulders,bags and other goods . The road was flooded and we had to traverse the road in the dark. Some policemen were called who met us on the way.We reached home and heaved a shy of relief. But this relief was short lived as next morning , we learnt, a big crocodile was sighted on the same road which we walked down in the midnight in the darkness. A shrill of shock ran through our spine on learning the presence of the crocodile around us unmindful of this ferocious animal.

There was an occasion to remember my father today morning, He had expired in 1984. When my father heaved his last and the funeral procession was about to commence, I was weeping profusely without stop, This made the situation more tragic as I was a senior Police Officer then and seeing me weeping was quite unusual for the relatives and the family members. No one came forward to console me as the weeping was unstoppable. There was a reason, though he was illiterate, he saw me graduate and be a a candidate for IAS etc. No one had that courage too. Then all of a sudden an old woman came forward , put her hand on my back and said, " अरे साहेब, क्या तुम्हारे ही बाप मरे है ? हमारे बाप, माँ, उनके माँ-बाप सब मर गए, हम भी हमारा वक्त आयेगा तब चले जाएँगे, कोई वक्तसे ज्यादा रुकता नही है, संसार इसी तरह चलता है। अब शांत हो जाओ , उनको अपनी जगह जाने दो। " These words of worldly wisdom opened my eyes to the realities . Pl cultivate a habit of listening to Vividh Bharati at 2130 when the living and the dead greats are remembered. The last stanza for the dead is always, " जानेवाले कभी नाही आते, जानेवालेकी याद आती है। " ... राजनीशजी को याद करो, " जिंदगी आसमानमे उड़ते पंखी जैसी है, पंखी जब आकाशमे उड़ता है, तो उसकी कोई निशानी आकाशमे रहती है ? उंगली पानीमे डालो, हलाओ और देखो जो जगह उंगली ठहरी थी, वो जगह खाली नही रहती, फौरन वहाँ पानी भर जाता है, यह संसार ऐसा ही है। "

Downfall of the Congress

 This video came to my memory when I saw the post fr a frd showing Kejriwal tendering an apology to Gadkari , Here Gadkari has failed to rise to the level of the father of the daughters. मूजे एक पंक्ति तुलसीदासकी की याद आती है, रामायण मे उन्होने लिखा था। " क्षमा बडनको चाहिए, छोटनकोकों उत्पात । 2। कहा क्या विष्णु जो घाटी गयो जो भृगु मारी लात " अर्थात जो बड़ा है उसको तो बड़ा दिल रखके भूल करने वालोंको क्षमा कर देनी चाहीये, भृगु ऋषिकी लात खानेके बाद भी विष्णु भगवान तो भगवान ही रहे थे । वार्ता कुछ ऐसे बनी। एक वक्त भृगु ऋषि विष्णु भगवान को मीलने गए, विष्णु भगवान तप करनेमे मशगूल थे, उन्होने भृगु ऋषि को देखा नही , एक आधा घंटे तक इंतज़ार करके भृगु ऋषि थके और बहोत गुस्सेमे आ गए, इतने गुस्से मे आए की विष्णु भगवान को एक लात मार दी । " साला, देखता नही है, मे कबसे इंतज़ार करता हूँ ? " लात खाई लेकिन विष्णु भगवान चलित नही हुये, और भृगुकों माफ करा दिया, ऐसा करनेमे विष्णु भगवानने अपना भगवत्व झारी रखा , उनका वजन कुछ कम नही हुआ बल्कि बढ़ा।

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એસી ડબલ ડેકર ટ્રેનમાં બેસીને મુંબઇ આવવાનું થયું. પશ્ર્ચિમ રેલવેએ આ ટ્રેનને સારી- સ્વચ્છ રાખી છે. ઝડપ પણ ઘણી સારી છે. ટીસીઓ પણ ઘણા વિનયી લાગ્યા. પ. રે.ને આ સેવાઓ બદલ ધન્યવાદ. ટ્રેનના ડબ્બાઓમાં મુસાફરો વાંચી શકે એ રીતે ડેશ બોર્ડ મૂકવામાં આવ્યા છે. જેમાં વારંવાર ટ્રેનની ઝડપ, આગલું સ્ટોપ કેટલા કિ. મી. દૂર છે, સીટની નીચે કોઇ વાંધાજનક ચીજવસ્તુ અંગે સાવધાની રાખવી. બસ આવી જ માહિતી વારંવાર દર્શાવવામાં આવે છે. એકની એક માહિતી અનેક વાર વાંચી મુસાફર કંટાળી જાય તેમ પણ બને. આ સીસ્ટમનો ઉપયોગ લેખકો, નેતાઓ, કવિઓના કવોટેશનો, આજના તાજા સમાચાર, સારી કવિતા, ગઝલો પ્રસારિત કરવામાં પણ નહીં થઇ શકે અને આ બાબત માત્ર અંગ્રેજી અને હિંદીમાં રજૂ થવી જોઇએ. કારણ કે ટ્રેનો માત્ર પ્રાદેશિક સ્વરૂપની છે. તેમાં હિન્દી લિપિમાં ગુજરાતી આઇટમો પણ રજૂ થઇ શકે. ટ્રેનો જયારે શરૂ થઇ ત્યારે માનવ સંપર્કના અગત્યના સાધન તરીકે આ સીસ્ટમ ગણાવાઇ હતી. આજે પ્રસારણના સાધનો વધ્યાં છે તો રેલવેના ડબ્બાઓમાં વ્યક્તિના ગુણો, સંસ્કાર ખીલવવાના તરીકા પણ અપનાવવા જેવા છે. દા. ત. ગુનો ન કરો, ટ્રાફિકના નિયમો પાળો, સ્કૂટર ચલાવો ત્યારે હેલ્મેટ પહેરો. ઘરે તમારા મા-બાપ, સંતાનો તમારી રાહ જુએ છે. મા-બાપની સંભાળ રાખશો, તો તમારા દીકરા તમારી સંભાળ રાખશે. ધનલોભ તમને જેલમાં ધકેલી દેશે. વિ. વિ.

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મુંબઈ સમાચાર તા.29મી ઓગસ્ટ 2014

          Worries kill more Men than Wars ! 

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             We  hardly observe the patients around us , particularly when we visit our  sick relatives kept  in the Hospitals, the patients in the wards around, the patients who comr to consult the doctors for their illness. Worry, anxiety are silent killers , diabetes and high B.P. come next. Have you ever seen a man of  75 Kg weight, losing 17 Kgs  within a short span of time ? Not for luxury or for reducing weight but by remaining under constant terror of worry and anxiety ?

          Carnegie has adduced a case of one  Ted Bengermino of Baltimore , Maryland, USA . He went on worrying so intensely that he lost 17 Kgs  weight , was reduced to skin and bones He went on worrying about the course of the war, his family,the hardships of other soldiers etc. Ultimately he was shifted to Army Hospital , studying his case, the doctor said: “ I want you to think of your life  as an hour glass. You know there are thousands of grains of sand in the top  of the hour glass and they pass slowly and evenly ythrough the narrow neck in the middle.You or I cannot make  more than one grain  of sand pass  through thius narrow neck  without damaging the hour glass. You , and I  and all others are like this hourglass. When we start in the morning  there are hundreds of tasks  , which we feel, we must accomplish before the day is over, but if we do not take one ( task)  at a time  and let them pass through slowly and evenly , as do the grains of sand, passing through the narrow neck of the hourglass, then we are bound to break our own physical or mental structure. “

           Then let us learn a lesson from above case , and that should be, “ One grain of sand at a time , one task at a time “

           Many great men and thinkers have  expressed important ideas  on such cases:

       “ When I look back on all these worries,I remember the story of  the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life,  of which never happened. “---  Winston Churchill, Wartime Prime Minister of England