Chai Biskoot-3 (Vaishnava Jan to tene kahiye je)

According to Indian constitution, Article 15 prohibits the state from discriminating any citizen on ground of any religion, race, caste, sex, place of birth or any of them. This also involves the empowerment of women and children. Among this, it involves the reservations for backward castes too. Well, but the world is not running exactly as it had to be according to the law!

As the title of the movie itself indicates, the story of the movie revolves around castism in a small village called Lalgaon in rural India. Ayan Ranjan, a young IPS officer, gets posted into this village. Soon he realizes that the India that he was proud of is not actually the same as he imagined.

During the whole movie, lots and lots of thoughts were running in my mind. Imagine, a person whom you don't even like, whose face you hate even in your dreams, comes and talks to you, you'll be seeking for a reason to escape from him/her. In such case, imagine a person whom you don't even know comes and touches your body parts as it's his own property. I was shivering just by imagining!

Have you ever been touched by a stranger and was uncomfortable as hell? Well, we all girls are experienced this in one or the other situation! We will get to know a person's intention just by seeing his eyes!

Wait, how much hike you got in this year? In my case, my salary exactly got doubled than the last year. Still I'm not happy and I'm restless. I'm unsatisfied with my salary and I'll be always blaming the company. So can we ever imagine the girls are raped just for asking 3 rupees hike?! Also their daily earning is 25 rupees per day! Uff, that's not even the cost of the juice I drink for once!

When we have hundreds of jobs to do in the world, there are people who go to the underground naked and clean up the drainage! And we treat them as 'untouchable'!

I guess, before talking about reservations, minority categories, we should keep the above things in our minds. Even though I'm from a lower middle class family and I didn't get any quota because I belong to an upper caste, atleast I didn't get abused for 3 rupees, nobody treated me as an untouchable! So I think the scheduled caste people do need the reservation.

Ayushman as usual is the best. I felt good about the movie because atleast no songs to disturb! I felt this is one time worth watch movie. Go and watch it, soch badlega apka!

Chai Biskoot-2( Life in metaphors )

Coming to my hometown on a planned leave is always a big headache to me. If it was during my college days, I would simply bunk the classes for 2-3 days and come. But since I'm a grown, respinsible working girl, I should ask my manager for leave before 2-3 months, get approval from him. Although he says simply okay in the beginning, problems start a week before the leave days. He negotiates the plan by showing 10-20 trackers he prepared for the tasks, asks what are all the tasks pending in your bucket, says it's the critical situation for the project and expects you to stretch yourself and work more for the commitment that the on-site guys made to the clients even without asking you!
          Okay, I played some tricks and made him agree somehow, then come your on-site guys. I always doubt what work they do. Arranging a call daily with us and telling what we should do, that's their work?! Not sure. They ask you how dare you to take leave without informing them, but with a big smile on their face!

        After crossing all these hurdles, then you should bare your colleagues false excitements and shockings too! Then you should say some reasons for taking leaves and make them shut their mouth somehow. And then the travel plan starts! Mine always starts a day before I'm leaving!

         After 16-17 hours of long journey, there comes my hometown, which makes me happy even in tiredness! I get into a local bus, the mind goes back to the old days. The same conductor, but with the grey hairs, the same road but concreted one instead of a mud road, big buildings in place of the small small huts, oh! my village changed a lot!

        It feels heavenly, since I completely get disconnected from the virtual world and social media due to unavailability of network in my village. As soon as I enter into my house, I throw my phone somewhere and I remember that while going back only!

      My village is such a remote area that during rainy seasons, we won't be having power till 15-20 days! No TV, no home appliances will work, no landline connection, our personal phones also will be switched off. We were using chimney in the evening, and I was reading the books under the chimney light while it was heavily raining outside. That's why I call it as a 'Dveepa'(an island). However, traveling facility is good.

      Whenever I say that we don't have network connectivity in our village, people ask me how do I pass the time. I don't even get to know how the time flies! I sleep for minimum 11-12 hours, I help my mom for sometimes, I read 1-2 books, I'll be singing loudly all the day. If by chance I get some more time, I draw something! This is how my routine will be in my home!

        I feel rejuvenating when I come to my native. It removes all trashy thoughts from my mind, and I feel fresh, peaceful! I personally suggest you too to go to a place where you don't get any network and enjoy the silence, seclusion and the beauty of nature!

         Now it's time for me to spend some time on KP Tejaswi's Karvalo!

          

      

Chai Biskoot-1(A world without boundaries)

imagine, a world with no boundaries, country with no deadly weapons, people with full of love! It may look like a fantasy, but it feels awesome to imagine!

I always think how a person,  community, a country can be this much cruel and emotionless. if I see a dog in the street suffering from some pain, my heart faints for it. Then how can I not be sad when 44 people lost their lives!

When we were celebrating valentine's day with gifts and roses, men in border might be remembering their wives, their loved ones, holding the torned greeting cards and photos. When we were counting how many proposals we got, they might be counting how many days it's been since they had their food!

      When I read the Himalayan Blunder, I literally cried. An army ex-officer was explaining in his autobiography that how they had to struggle to live everyday, where the politicians were talking nonsense. frozen legs due to the lack of boots, eyes without spects, Aah! I was mesmerized by reading their confidence in words!

He says in his book, "an army man's eyes will go blind since he is surrounded by only snows, white colour. So he starts to stare at his own shirts to see some different colour. He has to raise a special request for spects. And one fine day it comes in a helicopter. He runs behind that helicopter, and when they throw the bundle from air, he searches for the glasses. When he eagerly opens the bundle, the spects he'll get is the one which is broken since it's fallen from air!"

Still we don't think  of them even for a moment. We will relate everything to the politics. 44 families lost their loved ones, somebody in their family lost their dreams too! But here we are blaming each other telling it's which party's mistake. Some patriots say if the war has declared then they will go and fight. It's all easy to say by sitting in an AC room, with a warm coffee, and a decent salary! Are we Insaan? or insane?!