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we have saved our boat….

We have saved our boat……
Today on Independence Day, I am nostalgic about a very old famous patriotic song which is from the equally very old Hindi film titled : “Jagriti” (Awakening) released in 1954.

The title of this song is :” Hum Laaey Hain Tufan Sey….”

The other details of this film and the song are as under :
Starring Abhi Bhattacharya,Raj Kumar Gupta,Rattan Kumar, Pranoti Ghosh.Cinematography by Marshal Braganza,Lyrics by Pandit Pradeepji,Music by Hemant Kumar,Produced by Filmistan,Directed by Satyen Bose,Singer :Mohammad Rafi.
The original song in Hindi goes like this :
Paase sabhi ulat gaye, dushman ki chaal key;
akshar sabhi palat gaye bharat key bhaal key;
manzil pey aaya mulk har balaa ko taal key;
sadiyon key baad phir udey baadal gulaal key.

Ham laaey hain tufan se kashti nikaal key
is desh ko rakhana merey bachcho sambhaal key
tum hi bhavishya ho mere bharat vishaal key
is desh ko rakhana merey bachcho sambhaal key.
1) Dekho kahin barbaad na hovey yeh bagiicha,
    isko hriday key khoon sey baapu nein hai siincha;
    rakkhaa hai yeh chiraag shahiidon ney baal key
    is desh ko………..
2) Duniya ke daanv pench se rakhna na vaasta,
    manzil tumhaari dur hai lambaa hai raastaa,
    bhatkaa na dey koi tumhein dhokhey mein daal key
    is desh ko……….
3) Aitam bambon key zor pey ainthi hai yeh duniya 
    baaruud key ik dher pey baithi hai yeh duniya
    tum har kadam uthana zara dekh bhaal key
    is desh ko………..
4) Aaram ki tum bhool bhulayiya mein na bhoolo 
    sapanon key hindolon pey magan hokey na jhoolo
    ab waqt aa gaya hai merey hanstey huey phoolon
    utho chhalang maar key akaash ko chhoo lo
    tum gaad do gagan pe tirangaa uchhaal key
    is desh ko………..

Here is my attempt at translating this song for those who have difficulty in understanding Hindi : 
The game has been snatched away, from enemy plans.
Views about our Bharat’s future have been changed.
Avoiding all roadblocks,our country has reached its goals. 
After centuries, we have flown clouds of gulal*.
(*dry colours used during Holi )

We have saved our boat from every storm.
Take good care of this country,O my children !
You are the only future of great Bharat
Take good care of this country, O my children !

Do keep a watch to see that this garden which Bapu
(Mahatma Gandhi) had irrigated with his heart’s blood,
is not destroyed.
And keep  the lamp lit by our freedom martyrs,always glowing. 
Take good care……..

Take care and keep away from world’s evil plans.
Your goal is still quite far and the road is too long.
Let not anyone distract you deceitfully from your aim.
Take good care……..

This world has become arrogant with its nuclear bombs.
The world is sitting on a huge mountain of explosives.
Do take each and every step with great care & caution.
Take good care…….
Please do not get carried away with all comforts of life.
Please do not swing away in idle dreams.
Yes,now the time has come,my smiling flowers.
Yes, get up & fly into the limitless and unbound sky,

Yes,touch the sky and hoist the Tricolour
In the blue sky above with all your pride*.
(*of being an Indian)
Take good care……..

Yes,those who would like to listen to and view the song,here is the link :

Your feedback and cooments are welcome.

lets play ambani-ambani…

LETS PLAY AMBANI-AMBANI !  I have just read about the Ambani Brothers’ turf war on gas and related issues in BUSINESS TODAY of 23rd Aug 09.This is what I wrote to the editor of BT :




Dear Sir, 

On reading “Ambani Feud-The Real Story” in the latest issue of BT (23rd Aug 2009) I was reminded of  “Games People Play”  (subtitle: The Psychology of Human Relationships) a famous 1964 book,by psychiatrist Eric Berne,which describes both functional and dysfunctional social interactions.


In the first half of the book, Dr. Berne introduces transactional analysis as a way of interpreting social interactions. He describes three roles or ego-states, the Child, the Parent, and the Adult, and postulates that many negative behaviors can be traced to switching or confusion of these ego-states.


The second half of the book catalogues a series of mind games, in which people interact through a patterned and predictable series of “transactions” which are superficially plausible (that is, they may appear normal to bystanders or even to the people involved), but which actually conceal motivations, include private significance to the parties involved, and lead to a well-defined predictable outcome, usually counterproductive. The book uses “Boy, has he got your number” and other casual phrases as a way of briefly describing each game. Often, the “winner” of a mind game is the person that returns to the Adult ego-state first.It is important to note that not all interactions or transactions are part of a game. Specifically, if both parties in a one-on-one conversation remain in an Adult ego-state, it is unlikely that a game is being played.


Just think of Anil and Mukesh playing mind games and see for yourself how very true Eric Berne was !!


Incidentally,”Games People Play” is also a song written, composed and performed by singer/song-writer Joe South inspired by this book.The lyrics of the song go thus :
“Oh the games people play now
  Every night and every day now
  Never meaning what they say now
  Never saying what they mean

And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they’re covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine

La-da da da da da de
Talking ’bout you and me
And the games people play

Oh we make one another cry
Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other was to blame

Neither one will give in
So we gaze at our eight by ten
Thinking ’bout the things that might have been
It’s a dirty rotten shame

Repeat Chorus

People walking up to you
Singing glory hallelulia
And they’re tryin to sock it to you
In the name of the Lord

They’re gonna teach you how to meditate
Read your horoscope, cheat your faith
And further more to hell with hate
Come on and get on board

Repeat Chorus

Look around tell me what you see
What’s happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am

Cause you’ve given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turns you sad on humanity
And you don’t give a da da da da da” 

Lets replace you and me with Anil Ambani and Mukesh Ambani and perhaps the song will be more interesting and relevant in todays times of such corporate wars !
That reminds me about how we as children loved to play ” house-house” or “doctor-doctor”. Perhaps,some new age game-manufacturer will soon come out with a new computer game titled “Lets Play Ambani Ambani” !!



New Delhi.







new age equations

Equation 1 

Human  = eat + sleep + work + enjoy

Donkey = eat + sleep


Human = Donkey + work + enjoy


Human – enjoy = Donkey + work

In other words,

Human that don’t know how to enjoy = Donkey that work

Equation 2

Men   = eat + sleep + earn money

Donkeys = eat + sleep


 Men = Donkeys + earn money


 Men – earn money = Donkeys

 In other words, 

 Men that don’t earn money = Donkeys

Equation 3

Women   = eat + sleep + spend

Donkeys = eat + sleep

Therefore, Women = Donkeys + spend

 Therefore, Women – spend = Donkeys

 In other words, 

 Women that don’t spend = Donkeys

To Conclude:

From Equation 2 and Equation 3

Men that don’t earn money =Women that don’t spend.

So, Men earn money not to let women become Donkeys!

(Postulate 1)

 And, Women spend not to let men become Donkeys!

(Postulate 2) 

So we have:

Men + Women = Donkeys + earn money + Donkeys + spend money

 Therefore from Postulates 1 and 2, we can conclude,

Man + Woman = 2 Donkeys that live happily together!!

E N J O Y……..


New look for my blog

Dear readers, I intend to give a new look to my blog with effect from the Independence Day. It would look something like this:

Click to see bigger. Please let me know if it meets with your approval. Thanks.

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World’s shortest short story.

World’s Shortest Short Story ! 
A few days ago, just by chance, I happened to read a column in one of the newspapers, which said that the world’s best short-story ever written, was supposedly written by Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961)  
The word “supposedly” indicates that no factual confirmation as yet, has been made as to whether Hemingway ever actually wrote it. Readers can try to solve the mystery if they are inclined and have the time and the desire. 
I understand that the celebrated author wrote it (sometime in 1920 ?) to win a $ 10 bet in some bar where he was sitting with some literary friends. The story consisted of six words. Three short sentences of two words each. He won the bet of course! The story goes thus: 
“For Sale; Baby Shoes; Never Worn.” 
“Wow”, I said!  
What a story! Full of just great love, irreparable loss and immense grief.
Lot of un-answered questions too! Who bought the shoes? What happened to the baby? If it died a tragic death, did the mother preserve them as a reminder of the tragedy ? When and why did she finally put them up for sale? Had she overcome her grief? Did she find a buyer?  So many such questions popped up in my mind.  
I did a little research on this story. I managed to reach a few sites which threw some light on this story and gave me more insights. But of that, later.(Please wait for my next posting in due course ) 
I shared the story with and requested a few of my friends and fellow-MUSE-icians , to immediately apply their literary / poetic mind to this gem of a story, and give me their reaction, comments etc. 
This is how Shernaz Wadia responded: 
“Regarding the story – It is a masterpiece,that leaves everything to the reader’s imagination and yet says so much. One could write a long short storyon these six words or turn it into a full length novel, but nothing would beat the beauty, the intensity and the depth of these six words!! What extraordinary potential they contain! They raise all the questions you have asked and more. It can even be construed as a gimmick of a shoe seller, to boost his sales. Whoever wrote it should be bestowed the highest award for short stories.”  
Responses from some more friends are awaited. I cannot resist the urge to post this piece on Muse without any further delay. 
Here is a feedback from a reader from a website : ” For years and years, since the very first time I’d heard of this Hemingway story, I’ve always remembered it as being, “For sale: baby’s shoes, never USED,” because I thought that Hemingway liked going for sound-alike, kind-of rhyme that SHOES and USED gave. Making it almost poem-like, a mini-haiku.” Is it a haiku or a senryu? I am not an expert! I request our friends like Gautam and Kala to share their expertise.  
As regards choice of words “Used” or “Worn”, I feel that both are mutually inclusive. Shoes have to be worn to be considered as used. Not worn means not used. So let’s not have any controversy on that score. What do you say friends? 
I shall eagerly await Muse readers’ responses before I post my next posting!
So shoot!      
  For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn
For Sale: Baby Shoes, Never Worn by thinson07.