Bureaucracy and improvements …. A boon to 21st century for India

The title here suggests that I am going to write here something about government and their issues. As the name suggests I am going to write something positive about them which I and people around india have been cursing since long. It’s about passport , a right of identity of every individual across the globe. I had fixed an appointment to the passport office for the verification of my details provided to them to get a valid passport for myself so that I can get a permission from government to travel overseas. I had to cover a distance of nearly 4 hours to visit the passport office . My dad insisted to come along so that he can be protective when I put a statement that I would manage myself by some public transport vehicles. We woke up next early morning and drove towards the place known as rajkot which was nearly 200 kms away from my hometown.
I had registered my passport appointment few days back in ahmedabad office which was 400 kms away from my hometown. To my surprise the appointment was cancelled because of my 10 mins delay from the appointed time. This had actually surprised me because I had not expected indian government organisations to be so punctual. Then I had booked my next appointment to the rajkot branch office . I reached before time. So me and dad had lunched till that time. After that, I went to the office at my appointment time. I stood in que and the after 20 mins I was give a token to reach the next big room . Scanning the token I was allowed to enter that room. I was supposed to. Watch the huge TV screens for my token number to display . It was N251. After nearly 15 mins the token number appeared and I was directed by a man to go to counter A1. The appointed man checked my documents and asked me questions about my studies. He than scanned my fingerprints and then my photograph. I wished that moment of I would have dressed up better and tied my hair properly instead of making a simple bun 😜 I was then directed to wait until the same token number appeared. I waited there for long 30 to 40 mins and then again was directed by a man to go to counter number B1. The appointed man had tobacco in his mouth and so he was not in mood to ask me questions instead he talked me in language of signs. He then asked me to wait till my next turn. I again waited for nearly 40 mins and then I was called up by man sitting on counter number C3. I checked my documents and asked me to submit all of them before leaving. I did the same.
What amazed me was the the process. It was so very perfect to my surprise . The indian government was improving. No bureaucratic delays all went perfect. The timing was perfect.there were around 100 people per batch. They managed every individual perfectly. The time ncomes and by that token number we have to show the documents.there was transparency in their work. There were beverage counters for the people who felt lazy while waiting. This was so good. The service was perfect. It was centrally air conditioned room. We we’re offered comfortable chairs while waiting. I then learned the whole process was managed by TATA CONSULTANCY SERVICES.its good to know that my india is improving day by day. The next day I got a call from police station for the passport inquiry which means my process was actually done properly. It was the next process then. Wowww… Indian government improved to a great level. Keep growing india . I am proud of you .
I wrote and I am proud of Indian government which now has improved and has thrashed the bureaucratic delays and red tapism. Undoubtedly red tapism is still prevalent here but I have faith that this also will be abolished some day, SOMEDAY …yes. Keep growing ….




Eternity and beyond ….!

I have felt when I start writing it’s the best thing when I want to console thyself. When I want to make myself happy and sympathise , I start writing. I am not happy. They love no more. They care no more. Only he does. No one asked how was I feeling this morning. Only he did. He cared. He called me and asked me to visit the doctor. I smiled. He is my dose I felt. Papaji had called me last night to learn about my bad health. I talked to them. I felt good cos they were to love and care.
He called back again . I din visit the physician. He loved me so much I could certainly feel that in his words. But here, they dint. May be they have forgotten . I went downstairs and took homemade (which I made) medicine for my throat. No one asked . Was I disturbing them? These are few moments which I hated. I felt I was unwanted in this place. It was not a good feeling at all. I felt I wanted to go back to him and hold him till my breath. Here their reactions were not expected ever. After writing this I console myself. I am happy . I am getting married to my love. Love you endlessly . Waiting to see you 😘

When I want to break the wall , those boundaries !

With the feeling of writing I start. I don’t know what exactly I want and what I wish to write but sometimes writing is always comforting. It’s equal to telling you story to the person they wish to here. Writing has always been inspiration for me as I could write whatever and who ever phrases I feel and I do really feel? Today I feel people are busy with their livings, they care they live for themselves but that living is so obnoxious. No one ready to hear the other one. Even if it happened to , we do not pay attention to such things or issues . I do not know what to write , all us know is writing is comforting . Moonlight and I am sleepless . Wandering thoughts and mixed emotions . Yes , it’s going to be changed in few months . The thing which had always taken a hell outta me is going to happen . I am getting married . At a point this feeling is so beautiful , so Pretty , so loving and so safe but at the other side it has few issues which I have to deal . I mean they not be issues but this is the word I can phrase for now . I am little scared and all the more excited to meet him to be with him for the rest of my life. It’s like the beautiful feeling of first drop of rain and I wish to walk with him. Writing all this is so pleasing . It comforts me to great extent . I wish myself good luck as I am going to leave my memories my past living and my family behind specially my childhood days . I love thyself. Happiness with you is all I wish . Hand in hand with you through your my life and even beyond . The trust intact . The love all the more beautiful each passing day. Welcome my new life 😊<


Her belongings will be treasured !!!

From past a month I have been searching for the best jewellery for my wedding day. But the search has been in vain . Cities I have travellers and returned disheartened . From Internet websites to various brands showrooms I have been looking for my wedding jewellery. Annoyed and unhappy .
We were discussing about the places to travel for my wedding jewellery in our drawing room. Mom brought her grand anklets which she had been gifted by Nani for her wedding . They were awesome. Perfect what I had thought. I loved them. She asked me if u liked them . In fact I loved them. I loved them to be treasured . I told mom I would take this. Her eyes glittering she was happy to give me this in present. It was simply wow. I wore and looked in the mirror yes again I love them . No one would be so happy as your mom to give you sucha beautiful presents . These anklets would realise me the love of my mom everyday.thank you mommy 😘😘


I love you – Maa

She is my mom. From the day I got engaged till today she has been asking me the same bunch of questions. Yea ma, I am happy. This has been my answer to all of her questions concerning for my marriage. I am going to marry in the few months . The preparation is on. Her anxiety does not resist her to ask me too many questions. Yes I am nervous, I am afraid, I am excited these are the mixed feelings I am going through .
After a small nap in noon , I had tea and then came to my room to check my stuffs. Suddenly mom came upstairs and glared me. I asked her if everything were alright . She exclaimed how would I leave the house this way when she brought me up with pain love and care. She had been so loving and at times scolding for my wrong doings for the past 24 years. Her eyes were filled with concern . I smiled and made get sir on bed and her hugged her tightly . We both hide tears then. She asked me again if I was Happy. I answered in positive way. I wa happy with the wedding preparations , I am happy with my man. Yes of course don’t worry maa, all is good.
Moms are the best part of your life.their tender love and care cannot be replaced with anyone . The day is coming near and each passing day I am getting more anxious . Yes it is a beautiful feeling to get marry to your love. But the fear that I would certainly change my life and my parents and my family is in my mind. The wedding place , the grand food preparation , the wedding cards the wedding attire for bride and the groom are all done. It’s going to be a grand celebration but deep in my heart I am nervous . I am unhappy to leave my residing place and move to other . But at the other side I am marrying him and will be with him all my life.


Life – A Cage

1:15 pm 24th October, 2014 The New Year day. The hustle hustle of diwali celebration was slowed down People visiting their loved ones. Delicious snacks and other preparations were on the table. Aunty with her husband along with her kids had come for the wishes. The younger girl kept her eye on the chocolates when the drinks were served. I gave her some extras. Happily she smiled. We were talking about the diwali preparation and stuffs .she then raised a question . ‘apki padhai puri ho Gayi ?’ . With positivity in my words I then asked what were kids doing for studies . To my surprise she answered ‘ ladkiyo ko to Itna nahi padhana islia bachiyo ko to Hindi medium me dala hai aur rohit ko English media me dala hai’.
I was taken aback . I asked her why were she being so biased. Girls have the equal rights to enjoy the Same what makes do. She answered as girls marry and leave the house while boys marry and take care of their old parents and their family . So for them it was essential to give proper education to boys. I had nothing to say then. I looked at the girls and smiled. The innocent smile on both of them were prettiest in whole day.
I question the society, was this all we girls are for ? Proper education equal to men is our right to demand. Indian society will take time to change their thoughts regarding females. The girls have to serve her parents to work according to the wishes of her parents in the initial stage and then after she is matured to get marry she has to work according to her husband and family . Where are her wishes then? All buried . Do you know female soldiers are prettiest ladies in the world in Iraq and neighbouring countries? They fight till death and are amazingly loyal . They have equal and more capacity to fight then men . I onceread,’females are fools to consider themselves equal to men. They are far more superior’.


The ‘GAP’

It’s huge. From the way they want to dress up to the way they like the delicious Italian cuisines, from the way their beliefs to the way they like to shop themselves.As everywhere, like india, the young want to break with the tradition and the old struggle to keep it. Welcome to the world where software billionaire beggars combine and collide with the old fashioned parents and their americanised Young and particularly fraught. In passes few years I certainly tried to narrow down the gap between our parent’s view and mine own but in vein 😔
Every student or a young lad want to live a lavish life or would like to spend certainly a handsome money on clothing and partying. On the other hand , parents are supportive to certain extent. They want their lads to have the best possible lives at maximum affordable price. But the problem is that the demands are Increasing . Both the generations have different views towards their own beliefs, their own desires. Mothers in India are generally sensitive and over caring for her kids. There are many reasons why there are collisions between parents and children. Again , it’s generaition gap.
Change is essential. I have not concluded myself with reasons to believe that why we are not ready to change ? Parebts need to understan that the young cannot do what parebt’s had done in their early lives. Once they understan this, it will surely give down the many issues. The day they try to Understan that each day is changing for the good and the bad, things will settle . The day young generation understan that parents are care takers, things will be solved. Unlike in America , parebt’s do not set their their lads to free to react and to act . This situations leads child towards depression . With many visions , views and dreams every young want to live a better life ahead with fulfilled dreams. All matters is just the happiness in doing that thing be it good or bad .
Young generation take advantage of te freedom Given to them by their parents. Parents keep on nagging on issues while young remain unaffected. At the end of the day it’s your life whether you live being a ‘spoilt brat’ or ‘obedient kis’ it’s branches saru to understan what is good and what is not. Set them free to do their own things. Those software lads can be more interesting to indian parents than handicraft artists choosing as career. ‘What you are happy in ‘? Understan this well before its late. The gap between the two generation cannot be abolished or removed it can only be narrowed down😊