Vote India, Vote

I got the opportunity to cast my right to vote a few days ago during Vidhan Sabha Elections in the state where I now reside. The experience of feeling so important had never subsided within me since I cast my first vote couple of decades ago. I am least interested in politics. However, little things of my daily life do make me think about whats going around.

It was the morning of our voting day and I was going through the newspaper over my cup of morning tea. I was very pissed off to see the front page that carried a huge poster of vote appeal of a political party. In the consecutive pages the case was similar with different political parties asking for vote. My question as a voter is when the campaign has ended the earlier day then why it is still going on in the media? Shouldn’t it be prohibited from all social platforms both offline and online? How will a voter decide what is good for him or her if the parties are always up on their face day and night.

Visuals are the best way to brain wash a person. Showing a person the same or similar visuals day and night will make the person dull, inactive to think properly. Do you think such a person will be in a good state of mind to decide for the future government. Ferrying a voter to the polling booth, political party booth camps outside the polling stations are also similar gimmicks to lure the voters which should be stopped on the polling day. A political party can help a voter by allowing them to vote without any manipulations.

Also as a voter, it’s my duty to choose the right person to run the government. But I have never got the chance to meet the candidate in person to whom I was casting my vote. My vote was more to a political party rather the individual in the local area or maybe the other way round. However, most of the time we choose by looking at the big picture which these parties paint forgetting the actual facts and figure. Most of the hoardings on rooftops and roadsides announce the benefits a voter will get if the party wins. But what about the previous promises? Were they fulfilled? Did the person really take the initiatives to address the issues that a voter was facing in his her locale? I regret that I had cast my vote without even meeting the candidate. What if he falls short of the promises made? What if he isn’t what was portrayed of him? I would regret my action taken then.

In the polling booth I waited for one and half hour for my turn. No the queue wasn’t big at all. The volunteers inside the room were taking time. When it was finally my turn I went inside the room and saw couple of people working together to execute the process of voting. One person was checking the identity card of the voter and announcing the serial number on the list. One person was taking down the number along side the voter’s name in another assigned sheet and then providing a small chit with all the details to the voter. Three people were verifying the voter details in their assigned sheets. Another person was collecting the given chit from the voter and applying the ink on the voter’s finger before sending the voter to the polling machine. The entire process was manual and took hardly a couple of seconds. However, I found out that our queue was taking so long because the volunteer who was providing the chit was incompetent. She was a senior and probably not that well trained for the job. In fact, I found her nervous and confused. Another person was standing over her head and repeating the numbers for her which she was still not able to write. Now who should I blame for this? The lady or the people who considered her fit for the election duty? And who actually suffered because of it? Along with me there was a young mother who had come with her toddler and she was having a tough time managing the child standing in the queue in the sun outside. There were seniors who were capable of walking but not capable of standing for too long in the sun. I suggest for them there should be a separate queue.

And in the end I would like to mention about the voting age in our country. 18 years. As a parent do you really think your kid is grownup enough to choose a government? Is the child even allowed to participate in the family decisions or is he or she old enough to pay their bills ? If not then how are they allowed to vote? If the right marrying age has been revised from 18 to 21 years then shouldn’t the voting age be reconsidered? Choosing a government is about a mature mind and not about age factor.

It’s about time we think about it and enjoy democracy in its true self.

Who am I? (World Alzheimer’s Day)

On the occasion of WORLD ALZHEIMER DAY I chose to share with you this incident that has changed my life forever.

I didn’t even know there was a medical term associated with it until I experienced it with my daddy. The man who taught me to walk, talk, read, write, story telling, knitting, badminton, chess, carom board, card games like fish, rummy, puploo, sweep, bluff, cycling and the list goes on. In short he taught me how to survive in this world had suffered from Alzheimer for a couple of years until we lost him forever. The tragedy was I had no clue he was going through this until he disappeared from our life for a day. It was the most heart wrenching day of my life. He went shopping with my husband and just before reaching home got down from the car saying he would walk his way home as he wanted to get some samsosas for all of us at home. Since out home wasn’t very far my husband left him in the market. It was almost an hour and daddy didn’t come home. We waited for him desperately thinking he must me on his way walking slowly. Never once the thought cross our mind that he might lost his way home. By four in the evening when he didn’t return I was panic stricken. It was almost four hours now. We didn’t waste time and went to file a missing complaint at the police station. They refused saying we had to wait for twenty four hours. Tears never stopped rolling down my eyes as I looked for my daddy on the street. In our neighbourhood everybody had seen him walking but nobody knows which way he went. After buying samosas for us he walked down the lane to our house but seems like he took a wrong turn and lost the path. We spent that awful night in the house without him . It was so distressful for my whole family. Early morning the next day we went to the police station and lodged a missing complaint and even ran a missing person advertisement on tv channel but we didn’t get any clue. The entire day we spent running from hospital to hospital, bus station, railway station looking for him. We were new in the city and didn’t know anyone. So emotionally, mentally, physically we were drained completely. God was our only solace. I was praying for him every second.

He was seventy four years old and was recovering from a long illness when this happened. His treatment left him short tempered and very moody. We lived in a rented two bedroom house and he didn’t like it. I was sure he was punishing us for it. I just wanted to meet him and ask him why he was doing this to us. I had no clue that his brain was degenerating every single day little by little. He was losing his memory every day. He was losing himself with each passing day and this was like a slow poison.

Now as I look back in time I find traces of his memory loss since the last couple of years. He forgot his apartment number. He forgot to wear his shoes when going out. He always took time to recognize us. He tried hard to remember what he had eaten in his meals. He was always lost in his own thoughts. He forgot to write, to read, to ask for food, to ask for help. He became a child, a toddler dependent on his care giver, me.

However, at that time I overlooked these incidents. I was hell worried for him and wondered where he had disappeared without telling me a thing. Later by the evening I got a call on his mobile. I thought one of his friend must be calling and I was in no mood to entertain the man on the other end of the call. But the man surprised me saying that Daddy was with him and he was safe. He was calling from an N.G.O, Badte Kadam who help the elderly and is very actively involved in social causes in the city. When one of the police man saw Daddy, a miserable old man on the street, he called them up thinking another family had abandoned their old man on street. Badte Kadam brought daddy to their ashram and treated him well. They had no means to reach us as Daddy wasn’t able to give our address. He wasn’t even carrying any identity card with him nor his mobile to give them any clue. He remembered only my name. Luckily my dad was carrying his ATM card and a ATM slip while shopping with my husband the previous day. With the help of these two they traced his phone number and called . Luckily the mobile was with me at that time. We rushed in to the ashram to meet him and it was a teary reunion. I took him to doctor the next day as I found bruises in his arms and legs. There I was advised to meet a neurologist who informed me my daddy was suffering from Alzheimer and this incident had triggered it towards the worse.

Alzheimer stage one

Here are the five stages of Alzheimer –

There are five stages associated with Alzheimer’s disease: preclinical Alzheimer’s disease, mild cognitive impairment due to Alzheimer’s disease, mild dementia due to Alzheimer’s disease, moderate dementia due to Alzheimer’s disease and severe dementia due to Alzheimer’s disease

We had no knowledge of the disease in the first three stages though we got the clues. And the incident pushed my daddy’s condition to the last phase where we lost him completely. In a few months he was bed ridden and then left us for the heavenly abode. Even while he was suffering he was teaching me. My best teacher in the world. Since his demise I became more inclined towards helping the seniors. Understanding their needs and Alzheimer.

Alzheimer stage five

It’s not easy to handle an Alzheimer patient. I salute those who do.

I just request my readers that if you happen to come across any old person wandering alone in the street please stop by to talk to him. Maybe he had lost his way home and doesn’t even know how to ask for help.

Excerpt : Mirror (Selfhelp motivation mental health issue)

Sharing with you all an excerpt from my new book MIRROR

“Don’t worry, brother. We are here. We will get you out of here in no time. Here, just hold my hand and come out,” said one of them.

 It was quite an assurance for the little frog in the hole. He jumped to hold his brother’s hand but could not reach it. He tried again but missed it. He gathered all his strength and tried again but to no avail. 

Another frog attempted to rescue him. “Here just catch hold of my leg buddy and I shall pull you out of here.”

Once more the frog attempted but failed. All the frogs outside tried to buck him up but the little frog failed them each time. Finally, the little frog sat down quietly, exhausted from trying. 

Meanwhile, the frogs outside started losing interest in the rescuing mission. Some of them had even gone back to play. However, a few remained there. They were thinking of ways to help their brother out when they heard the sound of an approaching motor. 

You can checkout the book here getbook.at/mirror

This book talks about #selfhelp #motivation #mentalhealth issues and how to heal our self.

Our Independence Day Celebration

During lockdown we started with a small karaoke club online in the name of गाए – जा – क्या – रोना

Slowly it developed into a daily radio show by the same name. From just karaoke it now started hosting chat shows, dramas, story telling, spirituality, motivation and music. The only motive was to spread positivity and happiness around. People from all walks of life joined us from different cities around the country. It became a platform to showcase their talent. We celebrated all festivals, seasons and moments. It was fun and our popularity increased day by day. When things came down to normal we switched from online to offline activity and started our group NEW HOPE SOCIETY. – a social, cultural and educational institution in the year 2021 December.

Till date we have organized several events for the benefit of community and people. From orphanage, old age home to yoga meditation to plantation and now Independence day celebration we have attempted to motivate people. Here is a glimpse of our celebration. We have offered platform to those hidden talents as well as underprivileged and needed social support.

We are looking forward to connect with more members to support us for this cause.

Illiteracy didn’t stop this granny from showing her talent in singing chhattisgarhi folk song

Live portrait of freedom fighter made by a talented artist who prefers to remain unknown
Team New Hope Society
Chhattisgarhi dance
Kid getting appreciated for his performance

#imhindu and I don’t allow this

आजकल सबकुछ यहां मिलता है । प्यार ख्याति भगवान । बस आपके पास insta aur fb id होनी चाहिए।

spirituality के नाम पे

divine love के नाम पे

बदकिस्मती से हमारे हिन्दू देवी देवताओं को प्रदर्शित किया जा रहा है । शिव पार्वती सीता राम राधा कृषण इन सब की छवि खुले आम किसी की imagination को हवा देती है। मगर सिर्फ हिन्दू देवी देवता ही क्यों। क्या jesus Allah guru govind singh ji ने कभी किसी को attract नही किया??

मन्दिर में जिसकी पूजा पवित्र मन से की जाय उसका आपके प्रेम बंधन से किया वास्ता? रास लीला अब एक वयन्ग ही बनकर रह गया है। भक्ति का स्रोत नही। भजन की भी वही गति देख रही हुँ। मन की पवित्रता lust में खो चुकी हैं । इसलिये बस अपना स्वार्थ ही दीखता है

कुछ लोग तो अपनी imagination में घर भी बसा लेते है यहां। क्यों की उनको पता है यहां कोई responsibility नही होती।

अजादी और responsibility दोनो जुड़े हुए हैं । एक के धुन में आप दुसरे को imbalance करते है । इसलिये दायरे में रहना ज़रूरी है

#imhindu ‘ and I don’t allow this.

#AtoZChallenge 2022 Reflection

This year I chose a very different topic for my blogging challenge #mentalhealthissues. This is something which I haven’t done before. Earlier I did fiction only. Non-fiction is my first attempt. As far as my blog footfall is concerned I wouldn’t say I got a huge response however, the people or rather the readers who connected with me were genuine people. It’s an issue which still needs attention. Here is the list of topics I covered in my blogging challenge

During my blogging challenge tour I did come across a few very nice blogs. I would like to mention them

https://prernanayak.blogspot.com/

https://tossingitout.blogspot.com/

http://afshan-shaik.blogspot.com/

https://itsphblog.wordpress.com/

And here is my winner badge.

Do stay with me for my upcoming book on #selfhelp #motivation. Cover reveal will be announced very soon. Thanks for your support.