Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The story of names........

Every one has different name at different location and among different group of friends. I too got several names, each of them have some reason to exist. Now lets start from the beginning. How I got the name which I currently having. As far as I remember my parents wanted to name me Rajeev inspired by PM of that time( Hope every one knows him). but the name gradually turned int to Ranjeet, this happened due to an accident in my childhood. The place where I was in the childhood, about 5-6 boys have name Ranjeet, all of them belongs to same locality. This leads to a lot of confusion while called. I don't have remember what exactly happened, but people started calling me Ranjeet some time by mistake and some time willingly. That time I was too young to understand. Until I got sense Rajeev was turned into Ranjeet. I forgot my previous name and accepted it as my friends knows me by Ranjeet my parents also didn't mind that and I was named Ranjeet in the next admission in school.
Further I was sifted in village for some time. There i got some nick name like bauwa, babu.
my grand ma used to call me babu, and villagers used to call me bauwa. There no one knows me except my family members by Ranjeet. Some people called me sudha inspired by "Budha" and my nature as I was not very aggressive for anything like other childs for the things like sweet, toys or any childish. My grand ma always worry that how I will survive in this world and always suggested me to improve me otherwise people will cheat you. One girl used to call me pardeshiya, as I got a light affair with her and since i lived far from my village for a long time. She was really gorgeous and kind(she is no more).
After that I came to Kanpur again and started my study from 5th standard(A long jump). That was very hard time for me to manage, any how I had to. some of my class mate used to call me by my father's name since there was one other person having same name so my class teacher wrote my name followed by my father's name in attendance sheet. I made several friend and results some new name for me. Some of my friend used to called me Baasu inspired by Ranjeet baasu, a nice character in the serial YUG(on doordarshan), it was the story of Indian freedom fighters. Some of my friends used to call me Rajju Bhaiya as i looks little elder among the members in my group. Some of my school friend used to call me Dr. Jackal inspired from Saktiman serial it was due an accident happened during an experiment in chemistry lab. Some of them call me padhaku, since I was the topper in my school. My play mate used to call me jonty roads as i was the best fielder in our cricket team (One member of this team Mr. Sunil Tripathi is currently a national level player). In the college (IIT-BHU), my friends call me Don, named by my room mate Mr. Pawan Kumar and he was named Machhar on the basis of some similarties(bhinnn).

Sunday, August 16, 2009

a village story..........

Some very first years of my life i was at my village. A noble Indian village named "Jogni parsa", it may sound odd, but is not so odd. I called it noble Indian village..yea! here noble doesn't means it has five star hotels big shopping malls and good engineering colleges, but means it has no electricity problem as it has not been wired till now and no any kind of fear to the police as the police station is uncountable miles away from the village and have a well known law of world "jiski lathi uski bhais", this is not problem of government but it is our that we had got a habit of it. people fears of light in the night. Since they can not do some kind of activities which requires perfect black night. What ever it is i liked it too. Don't know now i could survive there for a single week or not, as i had not been there since very long time.I have several memorable moment of my village. I don't know how to write them even if write down no one will be interested to read......who cares i m writing for myself. Once their was a marriage in my relative and no one elder was their at home to attend.
My grand Ma told me to go as i was single man was found her that will not say to her No. Other boys in my grand family(there was not more than 40 people at that time, it may have been doubled now) are not so obeying and i was also considered as a kind of fool which never heart any one by telling him No. As usual i was prepared to go with nice suit(Its a village suit which was necessary if you are going to attend a village marriage as a representative).
As it was my first time for such situation i was also internally happy but not showing them so that i could get a kind of feeling which very few people can understand.
I started to the destination by foot as it was not too far, i took the way from the fields(applied shortest path algorithm) and reached the destination. I personally experienced that what ever you are expecting will never happen in time. It was cloudy day i was expecting to rain but it didn't rain until i reached the destination. Now i got a serious problem as it was a fully loaded cloud and it seems that it got its destination too. It didn't stop until nothing left on the spot to be look like marriage ceremony. Situation was to worse to say. In typical village marriage, i have noticed a "pandal" which also called "maando" in bhojpuru language, usually is made by bamboo and some other grass materials

to be continue...........

Koi deewana kehta hain koi pagal samjhta hai,
magar dharti ki bechaini ko bas badal samjhta hai,
Main tujhse dur kaisa hu,tu mujhse dur kaisi hai,
Yeh tera dil samjhta hai ya mera dil samjhta hai

These are really touching lines from Dr. Kumar Vishwas, a great Hindi poet.

carroming.....

According to some ancient literature it is sure that the carrom is originated in India.
The world's most popular indoor game, has different name in different regions. What ever the name is who care about the name only thing is that i enjoyed this game. This game has most important virtue which can not be expressed in words. It keeps the family members close enough to care & share each other. Its not strategic game like chess etc. This involves a noble mental and physical activity.
That make it most popular. The female members doesn't have much capability or infact interest of thinking so they used to keep a distance from the chess, but they like the carrom since it does not required good processor