Thanksgiving to an Artillery Gunner

I have always wanted to be carving myself like him. Wanted the stars to shine on my shoulders too..  Indeed, heavily addicted by his profilically trigonometrical knowledge and achievements. He....(AIG) S.Major A. Chandgadkar my dad is an Engineer in Weapons &Systems pass out from College of Military Engineering, Pune. 

During school days my pride was always gassed up by his Royal Taj band on hand of Artillery; like a walking horse with heavily loaded cavalry. The passing by Jawans never failed to salute and in return on behalf of him I used salute and reply “Jai Hind”. Childhood fun and cherishing memories..!!!

I always had been upset with him as he was never there for me neither on my birthdays nor on school holidays. He was always posted on borders; this hard stone can only fall for his country. 15 years now I am flying to places &grew self-sufficient and sustainable anywhere. 

Thanks a ton DAD.!!

 

A very Happy Birthday to you…!!! Lots of love..!!!

Freedom is not free, it costs soldiers....

Freedom is not free, it costs soldiers….

So every other year on or before 26th July, 15th Aug, and 9th Nov and so on the news channels are busy covering defence families life stories. The movies are aired by channels accordingly, mall offers are launched, so called felicitating shows and ceremonies of army families and everybody is busy gaining/seeking publicity under the name of freedom & defences forces. We know this is the way of giving them respect and show your love. & I found them all ridiculous. Believe me you have never encountered the pain the way we did. My father is in artillery always posted on war periods. The pain of not seeing him for years, mothers waiting to hear from him, writing letters, the pain of talking to him over phone and asking "dad, when are you going to come back?", the pain and happiness running to PCO to attend his calls, you growup on calls with him... he making promises to be home for sure on birthday every year but never turning up.. the literary meaning of sacrifice, believe me you have never encountered it.

It feels so bad suddenly people, the communists, every other civilian start blabbering about sacrifices, yaad karo qurbaani and all stuff. Why cannot you do it all the time, on every other day. we don’t need so called bubble like love all we need make world a better place, let live and share love. Why can’t you respect each other? Ya’ll need to understand "Freedom is not free, it costs soldiers". Defences forces are busy fighting on borders and losing their lives for nothing i guess! because there is so much of  bullshit going inside the country ( don’t want to get into that) and they the Indian Army the best forces trained on grounds though there are others too but nothing like them, they can take shit out of anybody but they are not build for over internal matters though they been seen. They have been taken for granted.

We all know, this is never ending and debatable. But think of soldiers died, died for your good life without being selfish, without putting their families first but yours, died when she was still pregnant, working in extreme weather conditions round the clock, working in workplace with extremists, and died on line of duty and orders for you. They are mentally and physically trained for worst situations but not to die for you jackasses I believe who know nothing sacrifices. You have your families living with you, you have your beloveds to have dinner with, and you have time for sharing every other beautiful thing and can show love and care. You can make the world, the country, the city, the place, the neighbors a better place to live without grudges.

Let me end with "why always defence forces and their families have to pay for their life ??""

That Motherhood... World Mother's Day

That Motherhood... World Mother's Day

That motherhood can't  be written, spelled or described in a day and neither can its celebration be confined to one but its appreciation and care surely requires a very one.

We have arguments with them (heck a lot), feel like they're our enemies, enemies for life, and they have their ways of annoying us dramatically or anonymously , but as children, we can never pay them back for all the pain they go through for us i mean for everything she sacrificed. They can be very different from each other as persons but very similar as mothers. We, the children, when grow up, we often overexpect things from them, to understand us completely which are always incomplete... even though they belonged to a different time and all.

But as soon as we start thinking along those lines, they will make us know that "they know".
And they do sometimes. beautiful Amazingly.

So just for sharing my affection and support, I made this sketch for my dear darling mom. And for all the children too.


 <<will upload in an hour>>

I know the idea of this sketching is really old fashioned, but heck aren't all mothers too? :) :D :D :D

Clean Out Your Junk...!!

Clean Out Your Junk...!!

“Why do we choose partners so different from ourselves? It’s not fate, chance or clichés like ‘the heart wants what it wants’. We choose our partners because they represent the unfinished business from our childhood. And we choose them because they manifest the qualities we wish we had. In doing so, in choosing such a challenging partner and working to give them what they need, we chart a course for our own growth.” MFS07E08 (Debra Radcliffe).

Reminds me of my father when he used to help me out of worst situation where i never wanted to be.!!
Although many miles separate us now we are still close and he calls every few days to tell me just how much he misses me. I am so blessed to have him. He worked hard throughout his life to give us all a good home, good food, good education, good moral values, he really took care of his family and off-course made me to survive anywhere with anything but love and stubbornness to excel. He had my eyes crying during Kargil War when i didn't see him for years (well a story for an another time). His "First things first but at right time" made me way stronger. He taught me to sacrifice the relationships, emotions, and the habits which are hindering to move forward and growth. Nothing is permanent, steady. Life is full of uncertainties and paybacks.  

And now it makes me feels like i am just flowing in downstream, I am adding no values to my struggling life i am just taking it the way it coming. I must react to act.
So on his gratitude, I must sacrifice all relations, habits, and emotions to an end. Whatever it may be, a lovely, a heartily, emotionally or socially. i must put a FULLSTOP.

I have l:earned and realized with whom i supposed to be with and who i want to keep as an acquaintance, on what i am supposed to keep my focus and to which i must act as an ignorant, to whom i must show affection and where to just roll on eyes, with what to carry forward and what to dump behind. Those who want to accompany they will always fly with you or will push you to fly and those who wont, will always loves to eye the holes from ground.

God is the reason for it all.