3:25 PM


"Come darling! Rest your smooth face on my hairy chest," she listened these lewd comments without giving any importance to them as being the lone bread earner of her family of five if she would confront them they would make it difficult for her to work so she heard them daily and just ignored.

The grief  to see her family sleeping hungry was more painful for her than to listen such comments but listening silently was her compulsion and not her weakness.

One day when she was standing alone on that bus stand,their monstrous eyes saw it as an opportunity to fulfill their dirty desires and all four of them surrounded her.

She took out knife from her bag immediately and threatened them to kill, her loud shouts frightened them and they ran away never to return back.

Listen to your heart for courage which is breezy enough to cool the grief of your soul.

Linking to Three Word Wednesday ( hairy,breezy,monstrous) , Five Sentence Fiction (grief) and
Theme Thursday ( Listen). 
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Pyaar Kiya Nahin Jata Ho Jata Hai

3:55 PM

Pyaar Kiya Nahin Jata Ho Jata Hai.

You may wonder why I am humming this song written by Anand Bakshi for movie Woh Saat Din (1983, Music Director- Laxmikant-Pyarelal) which translates into ' Love is not planned it happens '.
This song came in my mind while thinking about ' Love Jihad ' a new phenomenon to spread hatred and creating misunderstanding between the communities.

Before going further in this topic lets understand what is Jihad. Jihad means 'struggle' , it is striving in the way of Allah. This is the most misinterpreted word in of Quran in the modern world. Essentially Jihad is an effort to practice religion in the face of oppression and persecution. The effort may come in fighting the evil in your own heart, or in standing up to a dictator. Military use is included as an option, but as a last resort and not ' to spread Islam by the sword' as the stereotype would have one believe.Many fundamentalists spread terror and violence in the name of Islam and Jihad. It is better to take actions against them rather than seeing the whole community with a same eye. 

Now come to 'love jihad',  according to Vishwa Hindu Parishad (VHP) , some BJP MLA's and MP's and RSS it is :
  • A type of terrorism funded by some terrorists organisations in PoK , Pakistan and some Arab countries.
  • Handsome Muslim boys are trained to lure non-Muslim girls by changing their names.
  • They dressed in branded clothes, carry expensive phones , roam in costly bikes so that non-Muslim girls started loving them.
  • They eloped with these girls and marry them.
  • Force girls after marriage to accept Islam.
These people and organisations also states that rates were fixed for girls of different religion which these boys received for this task of luring them. They then dictate parents how to save their girls :
  • Don't give mobile phones to girls.
  • Accompany girl when they go to markets and keep them away from Muslim shops and shopkeepers.
  • Keep an eye on their activities.
  • Take out them from Muslim majority schools or colleges.
  • Marry them as soon as possible with suitable boy of their castes.
Women organisations and some scholars believes this strategy as another weapon of patriarchal society to keep women in limits of four walls of the house so that they will not reach ahead of men.
I don't know why these people questions the intelligence of girls. Did they believe that girls are foolish and don't have mind of their own to be lured by things like branded clothes, expensive accessories to love someone.

Some Yogis and Sanyasis who are giving hate speeches don't understands love. A sanyasi for me is one who have abstained himself from the worldly pleasures for the love of god. How one who loves god discriminate between HIS most precious creation humans on the basis of religion. It is a proven fact that nobody can force anyone to love someone, love is a natural feeling.

The previous reported cases of love jihad in Kerala and Karnataka were proved baseless and those which are presented in the recent scenario have loopholes in them. An inquiry made on love jihad after Kerala reporting revealed that there is no proof of any organised gang behind these incidents. Don't we see betrayal in same religion weddings? Some incidents of betrayal in inter-religion marriages buttered with baseless charges are highlighted to break the thread of oneness just for political gains. I am glad that recent by-polls in UP where 'love jihad' was used saw failure of those using it which means voters understood that unity is required for the development, violence would harm both sides.

It is also necessary to mention that forced conversions are prohibited in Islam. Moreover how can one accept another religion without understanding and assimilating it in one's heart. If forced one can pretend to save oneself and then complaint about it. Why the cases reported coming out after so many years of marriages and that to before by-polls and some state assembly elections? We need to be careful with these propaganda which are hampering national integrity and unity. Pyaar ko pyaar hi rehno do koi naam na do ( Don't give any name to love, let it be love only.)

Let's end this post with that song from the movie Woh Saat Din, : ' Pyaar kiya nahin jata ho jata hai'

*some information sourced from Wikipedia and About religion.
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The Mystery Continues...

6:12 PM

The Mystery Continues...( Part 4 of team Inspirati)

“Read the previous part of the story here

"Madam! Is there any news about Roohi baby," asked Kamla as Tara and Shekhar returned from the police station. Kamla came to their house as a maid six months back when the husband of their old maid died in her village. She recommended Kamla in her place because she would remain in village with her children thereafter.

Kamla although new in their house took over the charge of the house as if working for years in that house. She easily mingled with Roohi with her friendly and caring nature impressing Tara who needs someone better than her husband to look after her to concentrate more on her career, she completely handed over Roohi's charge to her. Kamla was not like usual maids she had basic education, knew driving, understood nutritional requirement of children and was soft spoken. She remained properly dressed in a Saree ,her hairs oiled and set with center partition, applied fairness cream to lighten her complexion ,wears lots of bangles in both hands and had special handmade slippers gifted by someone.She looked more like a government school teacher than a maid.

Shekhar could concentrate more on her writing having her with Roohi which was the reason he remained mostly in his study room after she took the charge. Kamla was equally worried since the absence of Roohi. " We have complained to the police, they are searching for her and they will come here to record your statement. O! Roohi...." Tara resort to crying again. Shekhar hugged and console her. Tara never experienced such warmth in his embrace from almost a decade actually he never embraced her in all these years. We often come closer if our pains are same and both of them were in a same position.

Later in the evening a constable came and recorded Kamla's statement, " When did you noticed that Roohi was missing? asked the constable in firm voice. " I... I ... noticed when madam become unconscious," she answered hurriedly. " OK ! Listen don't go anywhere until baby was recovered," he turned towards Shekhar," Sir! inform us if you receive any call for ransom don't try to negotiate yourself it could be dangerous for her life." He left the house increasing their worries. Crimes against children are increasing day by day all bad thoughts started coming in their minds.


' Love tortures more than law books,' Cyrus said to himself while sitting in his room with packed backs. "Should I go to her when she is happy with Vijay a handsome crime reporter, why the hell he only wants her to be his companion ? Don't he know that crime reporting is a dangerous job and girls are at risk at such crime scenes. But I know Jennifer herself would have chosen him. Her liking for adventure would kill me one day with worry. She is not picking her phone should I go or should I not." He was sandwiched between his heart and mind. Heart wanted to be with her while mind advising him to forget her as she loved Vijay.


" Jennifer I think you are not all right. I should drop you at your home and go alone for this assignment," Vijay's voice showed that he was concerned about her. " No... no... I am all right, this is a big investigative reporting I was craving for such an assignment for a long time.I will definitely go to Mumbai." She wiped off her tears and lit a cigarette coincidentally radio played ' Mein zindagi ka saath nibhata chala gaya har fiqr ko Duaen mein utada chala gaya' from the movie Hum Dono when she blew a cloud of smoke.They were going to Mumbai to investigate about the cases of child trafficking in Mumbai. Vijay had some leads from his sources that children between 8 to 12 years were being kidnapped and sold to gulf countries. The gang planted their members as security guards,maids,housekeeper,laundryman,etc, in houses with children. These members kidnapped the child whenever they got the chance without coming under police scanner. Some believes that police was also had hand in gloves relationship with this racket.

Vijay and Jennifer's itinerary included meeting with inspector Tawde, parents of some victims and his sources in police and underworld as he doubts hands of some politicians. This was a big story the biggest in Jennifer's career and it has the kind of thrill she always wanted. She befriended Vijay for the same reason to get the name and fame she deserved.


After losing battle with his heart Cyrus decided to go to Kochi and sort out differences between them. He called her room partner as she was not picking the phone. Her room partner told him that she was headed to Mumbai with Vijay in evening flight. " Destiny have always snatched what I liked but this time I will not let Vijay to grab my love." This was first time he admitted that he loved her. He took the next flight to Mumbai for confessing his love.


"Where is mummy and papa? " She asked as she woke up from sleep. He gave her milk mixed with sedatives as ordered by her. When she fell asleep, he received a phone from boss. Boss telephoned him for some instructions, "the time to deliver this 'Samaan' has not came yet be extra cautious police is searching hard for her," " Aap bhool gaye kya police to apni jeb mein hai?( Have you forgotten the police is in our pockets)" he said confidently and disconnected the phone.

Read the next part of the story here 

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2:47 PM

Failure - 55 word fiction

He was sitting on the carcasses of dead animals he had killed through his unsuccessful experiments. Albert was a geek since childhood. He wanted to give back life to the dead for which he was working from his high school days. He had alienated himself for this. Succumbing to the failure he slashed his wrist.

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday Week no. 392
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