(199) પ્રસન્નતા અને ગમગીની

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અમેરિકા ખાતે સ્થિત મારી ભત્રીજી અનીસાના જન્મદિવસ ઉપરના મારા અભિનંદન પત્રનો એક અંશ : –

“મારી વ્હાલી દીકરી,

આજે તારો જન્મદિવસ છે. હું અહીં ભારત ખાતેના આપણા સંયુક્ત પરિવાર વતી માસુમીન (અ.સ.) ના વસીલા થકી સર્વશક્તિમાન અલ્લાહને દુઆ કરું છું તે પોતાની દયા અને મહેરબાની વડે તારા જીવનમાં દુન્યવી અને આધ્યાત્મિક ઉન્નતિઓ સિદ્ધ થવા માટે તને સહાયરૂપ થાય. (આમીન)

 

My Comment on a Silicon Blogger’s Post ‘Teasing’

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As mentioned in my Second Anniversary Celebration post, I am actively involved with some Professional Web Sites. SiliconIndia is one of those where I have created a blog exclusively on Humor titled as William’s Humor. My network there also gradually increases day by day. If anybody is interested to join SiliconIndia, one has to sign up with Email Id and Password.

Now, I come to the point. Jyoti Sachan, an MBA Student has created her blog as ‘Jyoti on net’ on SiliconIndia. Recently, I happened to read her two Posts on ‘Teasing’ titled as (1) Teasing: A Big Burning Issue (2) Teasing: The Solution. Both have been respectively published on May 29, 2009 & June 3, 2009. I recommend to my Blog Readers to visit Jyoti’s blog and read both the Articles with comments also to acquire knowledge of different opinions of Readers on the issue related to women worldwide.

I have commented the Second Post – “Teasing: The Solution” in my words as follows:

 

What else? – Nothing, but humor!

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One day at commencing of an OPD in an asylum, the only patient brought before the team of doctors was interviewed with the typical question as “When we discharge you after fully cured, what will you do  first?” The patient  replied instantly, “I’ll collect  some  pieces of  stones, throw  them towards all windows  and  doors of your  hospital  made of  glass and  break  them  down.” The question and  its answer were recorded on the case paper and he was admitted as an indoor patient for treatment.

After three months, the same patient was asked the same question and to the satisfaction of doctors he replied, “Sirs, I’ll try to have a job for earning.”

“Very good! What next?”

“I’ll save money and marry a beautiful woman.”

Doctors were excited as they were getting different answers with signs of cure.

“Next?”

“I’ll ask my wife to prepare a cup of coffee for me.”

“Excellent! What then?”

“I’ll ask her to bring for me the pair of pincers and our son’s old trousers.”

Doctors were somewhat confused, even though they continued to ask further, “What next, dear friend?”

“I’ll cut the elastic strip from trousers, tie it with the ends of pincers and make a pellet-bow.”

“Oh! My God, but why?”

“To throw pieces of stones with it to break down the glasses of all the doors and windows of your hospital! What else?”

– Valibhai Musa

 

Peeping into an Exemplary Social Life of a Local Chief

Days roll in months and years; and, years in decades. It was a hard day of September 06, 1980 for not only village of Kanodar but for the people of distant areas who knew the Late with his popular name ‘Vajir-kaka’(kaka=uncle). About three decades have passed to demise of Honorable Mr. Vajirbhai Rajabhai Polra (Dawawala), but the deep wounds of his missing in the hearts of the people are not yet healed. I, the author of this post, have been in close contact with him and I have witnessed many more occasions of his life. I have somewhere written in my previous post that I had always been the friend of old hand people at my very young age and I was lucky enough that they all had, in reciprocate, accepted me as their nearest one in spite of much more age differences among us.

I am here with this post on V-kaka with my only aim to pass on the message of the Late’s missionary life to native young generation that has obviously born after 1980 and might not perhaps be knowing who ‘Vajirkaka’ was. When I am setting my finger tips in motion on keyboard of my computer to write something about V-kaka, it does not mean that nobody else has not contributed to build the image of this village of Kanodar and its community. Like V-kaka, they people have also done their great and their services cannot be evaluated accurately and justly even in number of volumes. Every human being is bound to live a double life. Let me clarify here that I have used the word ‘double’, not ‘dual’ in my statement. My learned Readers will easily understand that I am talking about human’s personal and social life. More a person cares for social life rather than personal one, more he or she advances towards greatness and becomes a local, national or global hero..