Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

‎"Its easy to joke on a Sardar, but It's too difficult to be a Sardar"

I read this post somewhere.. I know I should write something on my own here but just cannot resist posting this as I have always respected,liked and loved Sikhs. :)

"I was standing at jalandhar station when my attention went towards a Sikh youth standing near me wearing a Black turban having a long beard and wearing a kirpan over his shirt.

After a while, one local train arrived, which was totally packed. The Sikh youth tried to alight the train but failed to do so. Just then a voice was heard from the back coach 'Sardarji Barah Baj gaye' (Sir it's 12 o'clock!)

The Sikh youth looked over at that voice maker who was a young Mischievous type of person and instead of showing any anger made a smile towards him.

The smile made was so enigmatic that it seemed as if some type of truth lies behind it. Not able to resist my temptation, I walked towards him and asked why did he smile at that person who teased him.

The Sikh youth replied, 'He was not teasing me but was asking for my Help'. I was surprised with these words and he told me that there was a big history behind that which one should know. I was eager to know the History and the Sikh youth narrated:

During 17th Century, when Hindustan was ruled by Mughals, all the Hindu people were humiliated and were treated like animals. Mughals treated the Hindu women as there own property and were forcing all Hindus to accept Islam and even used to kill the people if they were refusing to accept.That time, our ninth Guru, Sri Guru Teg Bahadarji came forward, in response to a request of some Kashmir Pandits to fight against all these cruel activities.

Guruji told the Mughal emperor that if he could succeed in converting him to Islam, all the Hindus would accept the same. But, if he failed, he should stop all those activities. The Mughal emperor happily agreed to that but even after lots of torture to Guruji and his fellow members he failed to convert him to Islam and Guruji along with his other four fellow members, were tortured and sacrificed their lives in Chandni Chowk. Since the Mughals were unable to convert them to Islam they were assassinated.

Thus Guruji sacrificed his life for the protection of Hindu religion.

Can anybody lay down his life and that too for the protection of another religion?
This is the reason he is still remembered as "Hind Ki Chaddar", shield of India. For the sake of whom he had sacrificed his life, none of them came forward to lift his body, fearing that they would also be assassinated.

Seeing this incident our 10th Guruji, Sri Guru Gobind Singhji (Son of Guru Teg Bahadarji) founder of khalsa made a resolution that he would convert his followers to such human beings who would not be able to hide themselves and could be easily located in thousands. At the start, the Sikhs were very few in numbers as they were fighting against the Mughal emperors. At that time, Nadir Shah raided Delhi in the year 1739 and looted Hindustan and was carrying lot of Hindustan treasures and nearly 2200 Hindu women along with him. The news spread like a fire and was heard by Sardar Jassa Singh who was the Commander of the Sikh army at that time. He decided to attack Nadir Shah's Kafila on the same midnight. He did so and rescued all the Hindu women and they were safely sent to their homes.

It didn't happen only once but thereafter whenever any Abdaalis or Iranis had attacked and looted Hindustan and were trying to carry the treasures and Hindu women along with them for selling them in Abdal markets, the Sikh army although fewer in numbers but were brave hearted and attacked them at midnight, 12 O'clock and rescued women.

After that time when there occurred a similar incidence, people started to contact the Sikh army for their help and Sikhs used to attack the raider's at Midnight, 12 O'clock. Nowadays, these "smart people" and some Sikh enemies who are afraid of Sikhs, have spread these words that at 12 O'clock, the Sikhs go out of their senses. This historic fact was the reason which made me smile over that person as I thought that his Mother or Sister would be in trouble and wants my help and was reminding me by saying off 'Sardarji Barah Baj Gaye'. "

Its a humble appeal PLEASE dont make fun of RELIGIONS as every religion is as pure as urs. !!!! :)

Monday, September 13, 2010

Running from the shadow..

She did not know what was she thinking.. All she knew was that she was lost in a thought and it was not allowing her to sleep.. Tried to push those thoughts aside, she looked at her phone.. No message yet.. Fixed her earphone at the end of her cellphone, stared at her cell phone in a dilemma whether to call or not to call.. She decided to go with the negative thought.. "Not to call" appeared as the better choice.. Stared at her phone's screen again, touched the File folder, which demanded the password.. Once that was provided by her little finger, she started exploring her phone.. The images, the videos, the songs.. She put on the earphones, hit play and turned up the volume until it hurt her ears.. Closed her eyes.. Suddenly the music stopped.. She could hear the crazy wind.. she opened her eyes and found herself standing in the middle of a forest.. She wasn't scared but the thoughts she was trying to push away with the help of loud music, started haunting her again.. She could feel the moonlight on her face.. She was running.. As if running from the thoughts.. From the memories.. Deep in the forest.. There was no halo further.. She guessed this is what she wanted.. To run into the darkness.. Away from the stupid world, away from her memories, away from everything and everyone.. She kept running.. She was surprised because she did not feel tired.. All she wanted to do was go into an unknown direction.. All of a sudden something hit her.. Very hard.. The darkness did not let her notice the giant tree standing there which stopped her from moving further.. She fell on the ground.. It was cold.. Very cold.. She tried to get up but her body had no strength left.. She wanted someone to come and pick her up.. She was thirsty too.. She tried to move her hand and could feel her cell phone.. She struggled to open her eyes and the forest was gone.. She was staring at the ceiling of her bedroom.. "What a Dream !" ,she thought and fell asleep again...

Ok friends, another attempt to write a short story.. I know I am not good at it.. :P :D

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Muted Words

"I'm getting married" , the words came out of her mouth as she ensconced herself in the chair.. She tried to show a veritable smile in her eyes while her loquacious lips were thinking what to say next.

"That's a great news. when did you decide and what does he do? I want to speak to him."

She dialed his number and gave the phone to him with her fingers crossed. "He is a nice guy", he concluded this after 5 mins of conversation on phone. She smiled again with lots of unspoken words.

She was back home when somethin unexpected happened. He called up and told her, I know you are going to be happy with him but there was somethin between us. Something we did not want to think about, Something i can not forget , Something which makes me sad because u are going to be someone's world.

With water streaming down her face, she realized how much she was craving for these words.
"I'll miss you", this is all she could say before the call got disconnected, trying her best to not to capitulate her feelings.

Too senti, isn't it??  Well its not from a movie or book or tv show. No no, its not any gal's story too. It is Just an imagination. :D