The Naxal menace is getting out of control of the Government, both Centre and State. Should the Army be involved in curbing the menace and bring the situation under control ?

Friday, October 30, 2009

Let go off the baggage of the pretty Lady

Let Go Of The Baggage Of The "Pretty Lady"

Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together. They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at the damaged bridge and couldn't cross the river.

The big monk offered to carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. "How can big brother carry a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?" thought the little monk. But he kept quiet.

The big monk carried the lady across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her.

All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations about big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation.

Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not stand it any further; he burst out angrily at the big monk. "How can you claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to me make you a big hypocrite. The big monk looked surprised and said, "I had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come you are still carrying her along?"

Moral of the Story:

This very old Chinese Zen story reflects the thinking of many people today.

We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us and they make us angry.

Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt; sometimes they cause us to be bitter or jealous. But like the little monk, we are not willing to let them go away.

We keep on carrying the baggage of the "pretty lady" with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. Why? Simply because we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the "pretty lady".

We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the river that is after the unpleasant event is over. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over.

(When someone shares something of value with you and you benefit from it, you have a moral obligation to share it with others.)

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Pedaller of Hope

Pedaller of hope

Twelve years, 111 cycle rallies, 75 families of Prisoners Of War and martyrs, all with the selfless motive of spreading awareness and keeping them alive in Indian memory. 52-year-old Hira Lal Yadav has been cycling through the streets of India, collecting letters written by POWs and their photographs, trying to create awareness through pamphlets and mass rallies with a hope of somehow bringing back home this lost population.

SUNIL THAPLIYAL reports

Fidus Achates, perhaps this is the title that 52-year-old Hira Lal Yadav can be best honoured with as he has been acting like a trusted friend to many families for decades.

Just like the wheels of time, Yadav's cycle has reached out to families of those persons whose relatives have been Prisoners of War in many Pakistani jails.

Yadav's mission: Highlighting the plight of such families and wiping the dust from the Government's memory so that some action can be taken to bring the soldiers back home.

Since 1997, Yadav has pedaled in more than 111 cycle rallies across the country. While the initial issue taken up by him was drugs, it slowly forayed into another serious one — that of POWs.

Yadav's past is nothing extraordinary. He was just another man who came from a rural background and left his ancestral place in Gorakhpur to head for Mumbai in search of a living. That was in 1981.

The thought of trying to help others came to him while Yadav was smoking a cigarette. "After I threw the stub and walked away, I realised that my son had picked it and was puffing on it. I realised that if a child can learn a thing by just observing, perhaps my selfless motive of helping soldiers' families would force youngsters to ponder over the plight of the hundreds of soldiers languishing in jails across Pakistan, especially the one at Kot Lakhpat.

“My motive is simple. To generate enough publicity and make students and the public aware so that the POWs are released," Yadav says.

For a civilian, the war ends within a few weeks, but a soldier's family has to fight another war that rages for a lifetime. Time and again, the issue of POWs has been raised but the Pakistani Government has cursedly denied having any such prisoners. In July, 2001, when then Pakistan President Pervez Musharraf visited India, he harped on the same chord.

“However, by then the Kargil War had revealed otherwise. We have been trying to pressurise the Government to secure the release of prisoners. A delegation of family members of Indian POWs was sent to Pakistan in 2007. Even many Pakistani human rights activists are working on this," Yadav adds.

When Yadav was touring the country to raise awareness about drugs, the sacrifice of Indian soldiers came to his mind during the golden jubilee Independence Day celebrations in 1997. He says: "I started working on the POWs issue as I felt that in all our Independence Day and Republic Day celebrations we had failed to respect our soldiers.

“We only remember them during crisis. I decided to tour the country to raise awareness because, unfortunately, the young generation does not have any knowledge about the supreme sacrifices made by our freedom fighters and soldiers. There is hardly any information readily available on them.”

“The turning point of my mission came when I saw the bodies of our beloved soldiers covered by the Tricolour. Most martyrs had not even crossed their mid-20s. I felt that if such soldiers were taken POWs, then they would be suffering a great deal in jails," Yadav added.

Since then, Yadav has cycled to the homes of many martyrs, starting from that of the 1965 Indo-Pak War hero Abdul Hameed, whose act of gallantry won him the Paramveer Chakra.

During the Kargil War, Yadav travelled to the war zone from Mumbai on a bicycle without a seat. He travelled for 200 days through Nagpur, Chennai, Bihar and the Wagah border to meet his objective.

During the Kargil War, Captain Vikram Batra became a martyr. But, after 10 years, people hardly remember him. His proud father GL Batra says: "Though we do not expect anything, sometimes it hurts how people can forget the sacrifices of our soldiers. Hira Lal Yadav has been in touch with us and it gives us relief to learn that there are people who still love their soldiers and acknowledge them."


Hira has been working as a bridge between civilians and the armed forces. He collects the last letters of martyrs and POWs and shows them to college students, citing their numerous acts of heroism. He collects posters from students of universities across the country and exhibits them in various cities to spread awareness about the soldiers.

"Today's youth must come out of their fascination for the glamour world of movies and sports. They should look beyond and see soldiers as their idols," Yadav says.

"My son, Captain Saurabh Kalia, sacrificed his life for the nation. He did his duty very well. He made me proud. People respect us. Even though I lost one son, I got thousands in return. All this has come due to people like Hira Lal Yadav, who are in a mission to highlight the bravery of soldiers," said M K Kalia.

Yadav also says that when he started, dissemination of information was tough. "But now, in the era of Internet and Information Technology, people can pressurize Governments of both countries to release the prisoners".

"All this can be achieved by sending emails and being part of signature campaigns that show their concern. We don't have any other option, and we can only try. At least now people have knowledge and are worried about those 54 forgotten war heroes who are in the Pakistani jail for decades. I think this is the result of our campaign," Yadav says.

Yadav even tried his level best to help POW families financially. "Earlier, I used to have donation boxes when I went about my awareness programmes.

This generated some funds that I used to give to the needy families. However, my network is not that huge that I could get enough support for the martyrs' families. But I plan to add more people for the cause and help all those soldiers who are handicapped, or medically unfit," he adds.

Yadav says that even though the Government may not be helping him in his efforts, he's fine with it. He says: "The Government should just concentrate on its job, and I will on mine. I can't say any more in this regard."

Taking his efforts a mile forward, Hira Lal Yadav has even written a book called "Salaam Sainik" which is a collection of poems. Written in 2005, the book was released by Yogendera Singh Yadav, a Paramveer Chakra awardee.

"My poems have been well appreciated by the jawans. When I went to Ambala Cantonment for recitation of my poems, I found hundreds of army men waiting for my programme to start. After I recited the poems, I got a standing ovation from them as they truly paint a picture of the life led by them. An officer even came up and said that it was the first time that he had seen an effort made by any civilian to support the Army," Yadav added.

Yadav has been suffering from kidney stones and back problem. More so, he began his 'act of healing' at the age of 40, when most people resign themselves to the everyday burdens of life and prefer to lead a fixed routine. Yadav was also advised by doctors not to undertake any task that involved a lot of physical activity. But he carried on despite the warnings.

"No hurdle can stop me from my mission. My pain is nothing compared to the sufferings of martyrs' families. If they can bear the pain, then why can't I do this little thing for them?” questions Yadav.

Hira Lal's personal life was also affected by his honest cause. But all is well now on the home front. His 18-year-old son, Pradeep, who is in 12th standard and yearns of becoming an MBA says: "Earlier I used to miss him. Sometimes I felt bad. But as I grew up, I realised the importance of his work. Now it really makes me proud. However, as he's busy traveling and his schedule is awry, all familial responsibilities have fallen on my mother and elder brother. But we don't have any problems. We love him and can bear anything for this noble cause."

Stark reality

· In a book published in 1980 titled Bhutto — Trial and Execution written by Victoria Schofield, a senior BBC London reporter, covering the period 1978 when Bhutto was detained in Kot Lakhpat jail, Lahore. Page No 59 reads: “(Bhutto’s) cell separated from a barrack area by a 10 foot high wall did not prevent him from hearing horrific shrieks and screams at night from the other side of the wall. One of Bhutto’s lawyers made enquires amongst the jail staff and ascertained that they were in fact Indian Prisoners of War who had been rendered delinquent and mental during the course of the 1971 war.”

· The name of Major Ashok Suri was mentioned on January 6 and 7, 1972 in Punjabi Darbar programme of Lahore. His father also received letters from a Karachi jail on August 13, 1975 dated June 14/15/16, 1975 stating that their were 20 other officers with him there.

· Mohanlal Bhaskar, who was in a jail between 1968 and 1974 and repatriated on December 9, 1974 wrote a book (Main Pakistan Mein Bharat Ka Jasoos Tha) and gave a signed affidavit stating that in Fort of Attock, a Pakistani Major Ayaj Ahmed Sipra (imprisoned for conspiring against Bhutto) spoke of his befriending a Gill of the Indian Air Force and a Captain Singh of the Indian Army as well as mentioning that there were around 40 Pows of the 1965 and 1971 wars in that jail who had no chances of release.

· There is other evidence, a photo in Time magazine of Major Ghosh in a Pakistani jail published on December 27, 1971.


What goes around comes around

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND


One day a man saw a old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pinto was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.

He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'

Well, all she had was a flat tire,
But for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped.
Bryan never thought twice about being paid.
This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me..'

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps.. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair.. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her
Feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan ..

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the Money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything' s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'

There is an old saying...... 'What goes around comes around.' Today I sent you this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on. Let this light shine.

Don't delete it, don't return it. Simply, pass this on to a friend

Good friends are like stars.....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.


WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND

~GOD BLESS!~

Monday, October 12, 2009

Brave Sons of INDIA

Brave sons of India

Brave soldiers of India” (Spectrum, Sept 13) has portrayed a true picture of the bravery of Indian soldiers. Over 1.4 million Indian soldiers fought for the British in World War I. Of these, 47,000 were killed and another 65,000 were wounded. In this war, Indian soldiers became known the world over for their valour and won 12 Victoria Crosses.

The first Victoria Cross was awarded on October 31, 1914, at Hollebeke in Belgium to an infantryman Sepoy Khudadad Khan of Battalion I, 129th Duke of Cannaught’s own Baluchis. Thus, of the 17 Victoria Crosses awarded during World War I, 12 went to the Indian soldiers. Only one of these, Rifleman Gobar Singh Negi of Battalion II, 39th Garhwal Rifles was awarded posthumously, other VC holders had fought on to inspire their fellow soldiers. At the end of the war, 2/3 Gorkha Rifles had two living VCs in the unit.

The Britishers were very tactful, tough and tenacious. They had not considered the Indian soldiers entitled for the Victoria Cross. The “Order of Merit” instituted in 1837 was the highest gallantry award for the Indian soldiers. It was only in 1911 that Indian soldiers became entitled to receive the VC.

The courage of millions of soldiers from the Indian sub-continent, Africa and the Caribbean, who fought and died for the British in the two world wars, has been recognised now with the erection of memorial gates adjacent to the Buckingham Palace. Leading industrialists Gopichand Hinduja, Lakshmi Mittal and Avtar Lit were among influential Asians in Britain who were the driving force behind the setting up of these memorials.

Our politicians have no time for our martyrs. On Kargil Day many leaders had no time to grace the functions held to mark the occasion.

MULTAN SINGH PARIHAR, Jalari (Hamirpur)

Remembering the Brave

Let us remember our Brave Soldiers.

The best way I thought to do this was to create " Salute the Soldier Foundation". My hope and aspirations with this non profit foundation is to increase community awareness and create opportunities for people to assist in the financial, emotional and spiritual needs to those who have served and sacrificed so much for this great country.I would like to invite views and suggestions.

Please click on the following link to read about Maj Gen C Venugopal, PVSM, MVC

http://www.geocitie s.com/siafdu/ amvc28.html

Lt Colonel Chittoor Venugopal was commanding a battalion of Gorkha Rifles during the operations on the Eastern Front.

On 4 December 1971, the battalion came up against well fortified enemy defences at Utrali and Darsana. The position had a series of concrete pillboxes interconnected with elaborate communication trenches. Lt Colonel Venugopal planned the attack with great professional skill. Showing complete disregard for his personal safety, he led the attack and by his presence inspired his men to achieve the objective. After the capture of these two positions, the battalion relentlessly pursued the withdrawing enemy giving him no rest or time to regroup till Jhenida was captured three days later.

Throughout, Lt Colonel Venugopal displayed conspicuous bravery and devotion to duty in the best traditions of the Army.
Gen Venugopal, who is now 83 years young, is at Tirupati; and those who know him may call him on Tel No: 0877-2287242

Saturday, October 10, 2009

REMEMBER

REMEMBER

* Remember that your presence is a present to the world.
* Remember that you are a unique and unrepeatable creation.
* Remember that your life can be what you want it to be.
* Remember to take the days just one at a time.
* Remember to count your blessings, not your troubles.
* Remember that you'll make it through whatever comes along.
* Remember that most of the answers you need are within you.
* Remember those dreams waiting to be realized.
* Remember that decisions are too important to leave to chance.
* Remember to always reach for the best that is within you.
* Remember that nothing wastes more energy than worry
* Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
* Remember that the longer you carry a grudge, the heavier it gets.
* Remember not to take things too seriously.
* Remember to laugh.
* Remember that a little love goes a long way.
* Remember that a lot goes forever.
* Remember that happiness is more often found in giving than getting.
* Remember that life's treasures are people, not things.