Let us all march together,
forward into 2010,
with hopes and a new beginning.
Let God be with each one of us,
With our family members, our friends,
and the known and the unknowns;
May the New Year 2010 usher in peace, good health,
prosperity and happiness
into every one of our family;
Let good light
take care of every moments
in our life;
May I Pray the almighty,
with all my humbleness, to take care
of each one of you and your family members
and your friends, during every moment of your life in 2010.
May all your dreams come true,
and may each one of you achieve success
in this New Year 2010.
Wishing you all Good Luck!
Bhupesh Balakrishnan
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Justice Delayed = Justice Denied!
The last two day headlines in all the capital city newspapers kept me reminding two existing facts, post six decades of India’s Independence.
1. Innocent/the helpless people are always easy victims to the greed and desire of the rich and the mighty.
2. The rich and the mighty still can be brought under knees, thanks to the Indian democracy, aka the David and the Goliath Style.
Here, this time the victim has been an innocent 14 year young Ruchika, a budding tennis player and the rich and the mighty, a well-educated IPS officer, holding a high moral and responsible position in the society as State IG. Poor Ruchika after three years post-her incident, commits suicide, thanks to the rich and mighty officer’s various power tactics. Ruchika’s friend’s parents take up the case to the court of law, which is blinded for 19 long years. And, the verdict finally comes after 19 long years, with a simple 6 months jail term for the well-educated officer, thanks to his advocate wife, who fought courageously to save her criminal husband.
As I post this blog, swallowing words, controlling my anger and disappointments, I am also able to feel a sarcastic smile spread across my lips. At last, the poor girl got some justice.
Three major questions arise at this mid-night hour in my mind:
a. Should we be happy about this Justice?
b. Should we appreciate a delayed Justice (agreed, though worth, even delayed)?
c. When will the rich and the mighty stop their game of greed and desire that dangerously play with the lives of innocent people?
The quick answers that comes to my mind at this hour is,
a. Should we be happy about this Justice?
Yes. We should be proud that after 19 long years, we are able to convict a criminal. That is what Justice is. It is a testimony that it is still working in our country. Our democracy is a functioning one. It makes me feel happy.
b. Should we appreciate a delayed Justice (agreed, though worth,but, having been delayed)?
Justice at any remote hour received, needs to be appreciated, but, we need to change the way we will welcome a justice in future. A delayed justice is equal to a denied justice. The societal consequences are huge and manifold. People may stop approaching the Department of Justice. Courts of law will become courtyards for the rich and the mighty to play their dirty games. So, rather feeling a sense of appreciation, we should move ahead to ensure speedy trials and fair settlement of appeals with a sense of urgency in future.
c. When will the rich and the mighty stop their game of greed and desire that dangerously play with the lives of innocent people?
Shame on us, witnessing the brutal killing of the basic tenets of a democratic society, scoundrels and rascals in the disguise of rich and the most educated people, the wolf in the human clothing…am extremely sorry to have used these hard words, but, then, it disappoints me to say that we still live in the stone age.
I think and feel proud about my father at this hour, an advocate, who use his knowledge and power to fight for the innocent and helpless people in the court of law in my hometown; I feel proud of one such advocate, Shri Pankaj Bhardwaj, who has got Ruchika’s guardians, Shri Anand and Shrimati Madhu Parkash, the delayed Justice.
But, going back to answer the question I have raised, am sorry again. Even the God, the creator of both the victim and the rascal, will not be able to take a guess, when the rich and the mighty will stop their dirty games. I would like to live pragmatically, but, not going down without fighting for Justice. But, let me make the statement again –Justice delayed is equal to Justice denied.
c. When will the rich and the mighty stop their game of greed and desire that dangerously play with the lives of innocent people?
Shame on us, witnessing the brutal killing of the basic tenets of a democratic society, scoundrels and rascals in the disguise of rich and the most educated people, the wolf in the human clothing…am extremely sorry to have used these hard words, but, then, it disappoints me to say that we still live in the stone age.
I think and feel proud about my father at this hour, an advocate, who use his knowledge and power to fight for the innocent and helpless people in the court of law in my hometown; I feel proud of one such advocate, Shri Pankaj Bhardwaj, who has got Ruchika’s guardians, Shri Anand and Shrimati Madhu Parkash, the delayed Justice.
But, going back to answer the question I have raised, am sorry again. Even the God, the creator of both the victim and the rascal, will not be able to take a guess, when the rich and the mighty will stop their dirty games. I would like to live pragmatically, but, not going down without fighting for Justice. But, let me make the statement again –Justice delayed is equal to Justice denied.
Friday, December 11, 2009
These are my days!
Gone are the sultry days,
gone are the windy days,
gone are the rainy days,
gone are the misty days,
gone are the black days,
coming all are my days,
they are colourful days,
the air is filled with the smell of sweets,
my ears hear the beautiful tunes,
songs and dance, as I can see everywhere,
these are my days,
as I move forward,
looking for the truth,
in everything I think and see,
in everything I say and do,
with everyone around me,
I welcome these good days,
that shall be good chapters of my life,
later, when someone reads my book.
Balakrishnan Bhupesh
gone are the windy days,
gone are the rainy days,
gone are the misty days,
gone are the black days,
coming all are my days,
they are colourful days,
the air is filled with the smell of sweets,
my ears hear the beautiful tunes,
songs and dance, as I can see everywhere,
these are my days,
as I move forward,
looking for the truth,
in everything I think and see,
in everything I say and do,
with everyone around me,
I welcome these good days,
that shall be good chapters of my life,
later, when someone reads my book.
Balakrishnan Bhupesh
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Go round the World
Go round the World, you look at places,
Wow…Lovely faces, you get experience,
They are… your ox’ ygen- to live your life-
Life is great…Look through the eyes, of many lives,
You will love it…Hey, friend, live it,
Listen to me…
The world around you….Is big and big…!
The world around you…Is small and small…!
Is big big….enough, for you to grow,
Is also small, for you to meet, your friendly faces…back again.
Life is beautiful…Live it…!
Live it and feel it…in every breath… you take inside you…every moment..!
Live your way, live with your people…!
Live it…Go round the World,
You look at places, lovely faces,
Get the experience; get your oxygen…to live your life…!
Life is fun…Like a little bun….
A Sweet little bun…Jam and butter… spread in between…
Bite the bun…and have lot of fun.
Life is sweet… but never tweet…!
Get your face inside the book…
And be be your own cook…!
Life is fun…cook your own life….with lot of spice...
Merry merry go...round the world…
Life is beautiful! Go round the World…!
Song by Balakrishnan Bhupesh
Up and down is our life!
The days and the nights be
Coming and going;
The sun and the moon
be rising and setting;
The roses and the lilies be
blooming and withering;
The hair and the nails be
Growing and falling!
The bees and the flower be
hugging and kissing.
The train and the rain be
Moving and falling.
The eagle and the flight
Flying up and down;
Up and down
Like a see saw,
In the park,
I and the kid,
became friends…
I turned small, like the kid…
Laughing and running,
With the kid…While we were playing
Hide and seek, in the park.
The day became night,
The train stopped moving,
And the rain stopped falling,
The bees went home,
And the eagle soared down,
Up and down,
Is our life…!
Song by Balakrishnan Bhupesh
Coming and going;
The sun and the moon
be rising and setting;
The roses and the lilies be
blooming and withering;
The hair and the nails be
Growing and falling!
The bees and the flower be
hugging and kissing.
The train and the rain be
Moving and falling.
The eagle and the flight
Flying up and down;
Up and down
Like a see saw,
In the park,
I and the kid,
became friends…
I turned small, like the kid…
Laughing and running,
With the kid…While we were playing
Hide and seek, in the park.
The day became night,
The train stopped moving,
And the rain stopped falling,
The bees went home,
And the eagle soared down,
Up and down,
Is our life…!
Song by Balakrishnan Bhupesh
சந்தோசம் பிறந்தது
இந்த நாளும் வருமா என்றுகாத்து கொண்டிருந்தேன்
அந்த நாள் வந்தது
நான் கண்ட கனவுகள் பலித்தது
சந்தோசம் பிறந்தது!
பாலகிருஷ்ணன் புபேஷ்
அந்த நாள் வந்தது
நான் கண்ட கனவுகள் பலித்தது
சந்தோசம் பிறந்தது!
பாலகிருஷ்ணன் புபேஷ்
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