Sunday, September 14, 2014

The Undelivered Letter to Pratibha's brother

 (July 31,2 014)
 
Dear Prashant Bhaiya

Though it looks quite childish of a grown up man like me to bother you every now and then, there are certain things that I am sure can be eased out only with your help. I approach to you and your wisdom as you can feel a man's concern as a person, as a husband and a professional too despite being a girl's brother. That's why I have faith in your neutrality.

It's been about a year since Pratibha returned after a long stay at her mother's house. It was due to your tough talking and strict directions to her that helped a lot in achieving peace in our family life.

But as you know Pratibha's nature far well than me, I think whatever I am going to share you can understand how much it could be truth or false, ethical or unethical, justified or unjustified.

Till April, everything was going on absolutely fine. Then she went along with your family to Vrindavan. I don't know what disillusion she got from that visit that she felt completely changed in her behaviour. She started replying back quite rudely, making remarks or saying something something about anybody and everybody. Surely, I interrupted her strictly but she never bothered what she was doing. 

But for past few months, Pratibha has adopted some strange habits that have now turned impossible for me to tolerate. 

The biggest reason is that she has sharpened her old habit of exaggerating things and lying. 

If she is asked to not do something. She turns it such a big issue as if she is being made a slave or prisoner. She wants nobody should tell her about changing any habit. At times she provokes me to the extent of literally challenging saying: "Kya kar loge marogey mujhe, marogey...aur kar hi kya sakte ho". 

CHAKU
Last to last month (In early May), I had asked her to first go and put on her hearing machine. But she shouted on me in front of Neelam didi, Pooja, Manushree and Dhairya. I didn't reply and just closed my eyes and slept in the sofa to control my reaction. After 30 minutes, she arrived near me and put pillows on me. I put aside one. She again put it on me forcefully. I threw it around. Then she put a chair on me. 

When I threw back the pillow on her while telling her never try dare to get physical with me like that, she started shouting before mumma saying: "Mumma dekho mujhe mar rahe hain..aur Inke Haath Mein Agar CHAKU aa jaye to wo bhi mar dengey"

Mumma, came from other room with Chanchal and both shouted at me and asked me to explain why I threw that sofa pillow on her. When I told them to first ask Pratibha why she forcefully put pillows on me and then put even chair on me, she had no explanation. I stopped talking to her for a week due to her this false allegation and behaviour. 

She later accepted that she was angry over something not directly related to me. Think of my condition, if she would have called you while crying to tell her mummy or daddy that I was beating or trying "to kill" her, you would have never believed my version over phone. But I am mentioning it especially to tell HOW she makes up things to her favour.

Imprisonment
As you also know I never stopped her if she ever wished to visit your home, she still makes it a big quarrel if she is asked why she wants to go every month unwantedly. She would say that I wish to cage her in a prison. 

This was the reason why she fought with me to visit mummy's place last time (barely 10 days after Vrindavan visit with her mummy and family). I felt highly irritated over her allegations and I instead made her stay there for a week. I am sure she would have never told you about it.
 
Phones
If you remember I just asked her not to call mummy or sister because of past incidents and her habit of misreporting daily happenings in our house. She has never stopped it. Despite my requests, she never stopped calling. But since returning from there, she has increased this habit and has been calling (I don't know whom) from outside when she visits temple or goes out to buy any household thing. She has never been denied to call anyone except the two and she admits it. 

Temple
Despite your questioning her on temple visits, she has never stopped it. I have told her, requested her and adviced her innumerable times to not spend one hour in the temple (including five minutes of milk purchasing). Especially, when she is required at home. 

She listened to me after many heated arguments and reduced the time by 10-15 minutes that too for a few days. If I tell her that she shouldn't spend so much time in Mandir when it is time for a breakfast or she may be required at home for a cup of tea, she made it as if I am "trying to take away her FREEDOM".  

Last time when Preeti didi's gudiya fell, I rushed to the temple to find her out and convey didi's message. I went inside the small temple and searched for her everywhere, she was not there. I waited for 15 minutes outside the temple and returned. She later said I would not have checked properly. When I later shouted, she said " Main kisi ko milne nahin gayi hui thi". 

Instead of shouting or quarreling I have adopted to stop talking for a few days whenever I am "highly irritated" from her remarks or allegations.

She went missing for an hour
In the latest incident Monday, she got late in getting ready and I left her at home for clicking sunset from the nearby Metro station, as the light was almost ending and I was to rush. When I returned after 15 minutes to pick her up and take to some other place, she was absent. For the next one hour (6.30 to 7.40 p.m. ) , I kept waiting for her to return. And, nobody knew about her. When I asked her where she was and why without telling anyone, she said she opted to spend time inside Mandir as she was feeling mentally disturbed! I asked why did she again went there despite it being late evening and my objections to it, she said "Kar lo , Kar lo ...Mujhe Qaid kar ke rakhna chahte ho"  

In another latest incident (Wednesday), she asked me to go to Income Tax department for some work. She said she wanted to enquire about something. I said "okay go early in the morning but dont' get late". I met her on the road when she was leaving. I asked her I could drop her to metro station or somewhere nearby. She said " nahin nahin aap jao, main apne aap Jaoongi" . It was 11.15 a.m.. She returned home at about 6.00 p.m. (5.45). I asked her why? She said: "Jaake puch lo main Sidhant C.A. se mili thi income tax department mein". I asked her but the income tax department was at ITO and it takes just 15 minutes on bike and 10-15 minutes on metro then what took her so long in a government department just to enquire one or two sentence from any officer? She said: "Main wahin thi" " Jaa kar puch lo".When I asked her in a shouting manner she said: "Ho sakta hai na mujhe aur bhi koi kaam ho". I said but how could it take "Seven hours!!!!" Pratibha's answer was: "Sare kaam ek kamre se nahin ho sakte, Ja kar pata kar lo mere bare mein I.T office se...jaise ke mere office mein pehle Guptchar lagaye they" 

I need to inform and ask you if I am wrong in asking about her whereabouts in such situations. What if tomorrow you will ask me why didn't you check if she did not return for so many hours? Why didn't you tell us she was provoking you or hiding so many things from you? 

Bhaiya, I bored you with all this stuff, because I want you to know it all. I am sure she still keeps reporting or cooking up stories to win "shaabashi" from her family (without letting anyone know about the reality). But the kind of "serial style" lifestyle she is fast adapting is quite dangerous for peace in a married life. 

She feels she has nothing to lose or there is nothing bad in being sent home till her family is supporting her. But trust my words, she is killing her own family life with such an attitude. 
And, please don't forget asking her when was the last time she cooked meal twice in a day.

Regards

Friday, June 22, 2012


Marriage, the biggest mistake of my life

Just a week ahead of one's second wedding anniversary, it feels most discomforting to write about the things that I am about to write today (June 22, 2012). 

It's 7.28 p.m. and Pratibha, my wife, has returned from office. Like any other day she is late and coming on the time decided by herself.

About four months back we quarrelled on this very issue over when she was expected by family to return home and by what time she could actually reach via three-wheeler instead of crowded buses. 

We had a long heated argument which went late into the night, with not just family members but neighbours being all ears to our loud noise. The quarrel had almost brought our marriage to the brink of separation.

I had almost made my mind that either she would live as per family or carry on using her tantrums and making fool of all by telling lies all the time. I even held a special meeting with her mother and briefed her what Pratibha was doing. Till that date, I had covered Pratibha’s weak points and everything she was doing form her family. I wanted her to improve herself in this family and become responsible person in married life.

The main reason for such a quarrel was triggered after I wished and requested her to return home by 7.15 p.m. I narrated her my circumstances and mumma’s health.

But she was adamant she couldn't reach before 7.30 p.m.. I told her since my mother requires her meal by 7.30 p.m. Pratibha, being the daughter-in-law should reach 15 minutes earlier than that. It was requested because I wanted my ailing mother should get the meal (two chapatis and a dal) made by my wife and not Bhabhi. 

This request was made after learning that Bhabhi has been preparing the evening meal almost on daily basis for Mumma, who requires this mini-size dinner before taking her medicine around that time. Her neurologist who has been treating her since she suffered a partial paralytic attack last year. 

Her attack had turned me nervous of losing her forever. Hence, I wanted to do whatever maximum I could manage to do within my means. I told about this to Pratibha that Mumma needed personal attention now onwards. Before that it was Mumma who was taking care of me for the last 35 years. 

Pratibha agreed to come by 7.15 p.m.. But she never stick to this time beyond three days of our argument and settlement. 




In Brief....(June 21)

Pratibha made it an issue that she was pointed out by Mumma over her habit of taking a glass of milk at night. As I was present on this occasion in the same room, I could see what happened and how it was conveyed, observed, and also how it was made up to sound like what …by both the sides.

Mumma said: Pratibha tenu keiya hai Dudh waste, phir wi tu samajh ni nahin hain....

Pratibha: Nahin Mumma, mein rakhti hun kal ke liye....

Mumma: Kithe hai...dikha mainu....fridge wich....dekh lai...nahin paya hai na....tenu kini war kaya hai....Savere layi thora jaya chad ditta kar.....je kise nu savere ...cha pini hoye te ....dudh nahin honda.....thora soch ke chalya kar....agale din wastey vi kuj sochya kar....

Pratibha: Mumma mujhe ye pasand nahin....aap jo roz roz ....mujhe doodh ke liye suna dete ho.....

Mumma: Maine tujhe pine se mana nahin kiya.....tujhe kaha hai ki agale din ke thora sa hai ya nahin....ye sochna bhi chahiye....beshak hor le ke aao....per agali subah da vi sochna chahiye......

Pratibha: Nahin nahin mummy main samajh gayi hoon....main apna doodh kal se le kar aa jaya karoongi....

Mumma: Dekh le ...baat ko doosri taraf le ja rahi hai....tu...maine kaha hai ki doodh lete waqat pehle dekh lena chahiye ki kal subah ke liye thora sa bacha hai ke nahin......



 About two weeks ago (around June 7, 2012)

Sandeep: Pratibha tu aaj kal kitne baje aa rahi...hai....

Pratibha: Sandeep ....lag bhag 7.30 p.m. ....

Sandeep: Per maine to tujhe last time 7.15 per aane ko kaha tha....aur isi ke liye itna Jhagra bh hua tha ….tere-mere beech….

Pratibha : Haan...per vo....Sandeep ......bus 10-15 minute ki to baat hai...

Sandeep: Baat 10-15 minute ki nahin hai....baat ye hai ke tujhe jo baat kahi jaati hai...tu use apni convenience ya marzi ke hisaab se ....define kar deti hai....waise ....kitne baje chutti hoti hai.....

Pratibha: 6.05 ya kabhi 6.10.....

Sandeep: Oks....aur kitna time lagta hai yahan three-wheeler se pahuchne mein....?

Pratibha: Dekho ji....Jhooth nahin bolungi.....lag bhag 7.00 baje tak to pahunch sakti hoon.....scooter per. ....

Sandeep: Nice. But as you know.....mujhe pata hai….ki…if someone takes a three-wheeler he or she can reach Malka Ganj from Rajouri Garden around 6.45 . Right?

Pratbiha: Haan...per nahin Sandeep ....auto nahin milta kai baar....thora sa insaan late ho sakta hai....Inderlok tak ka milta hai.....phir wahan se dubara lena parta hai....aap Isha, meri friend, se bhi pooch sake ho....

Sandeep: Pratibha....as you said....wo kabhi kabhi kabhi ho sakta hai...no issues…per kitni baar liya auto?…..Aur.phir bhi you can always comfortably reach home by 7.15....(jo ki aadha ghanta ...30 minute extra time hai according to your time of 7.00) .... to phir tu kyon nahin pahunch paati...??

Sandeep: Mujhe pata hain 40 minutes lagte hain…main to sava ghanta kaha hai….for practicality sake…

Sandeep : Waise ….main pehle bhi Tujhe samjhaya tha....ki jaise to subah....three-wheeler per 10.00 baje jaati hai.....waise hi aate waqat three-wheeler per aa jaya kar ....aur thik time per pahunch ja.....bus…koi problem hi nahin hogi…


Pratibha: Per Sandeep.....ab to aapne khana banane wali rakh li hai....ab kyon jaldi aane ko keh rahe ho....??

Sandeep: Maine tujhe kaha tha....ki Khana banane wali isiliye rakhi hai....ki main dekhna chahta hoon....tu time per pahunch bhi sakti hai ya nahin??? ...apna khana bhi bana sakti hai ke nahin?....apni normal homely duties kar sakti hai..ya nahin….

Pratibha: Per Sandeep...bus mein time lag jata hai....

Sandeep : Per maine to tujhe three-wheeler per aane ko kaha hai....bus mein to kaha hin nahin....

Pratibha: Per Sandeep aap bhi samjho.....agar main three-wheeler par roz roz aayi....to mere paas to kuch bache ga hi nahinnn....Mujhe Apne Bhavishya ke bare mein bhi to sochna hain…kal ko aapne chor diya…to mere paas to haath
Mein kuch hoga hi nahin…..

Sandeep: Matlab? ....arey jab subah jaate hue three-wheeler ka kharcha nahin feel hota, to aate hue kaise feel hota hai.....ab to tu jaldi so sakti hai.....main Ghar ka darwaza khud khol kar raat ko aata hoon....ab kaun late tak jaagne ko kehta hai.....and you still get late...in leaving for office in morning.....Is ke liye kharcha mehsoos nahin hota?

Sandeep: Aisa nahin lagta tujhe....ki....kyon ki jaate waqat three-wheeler teri requirement hoti hai.....isi liye uska Kharcha nahin chubhta.....per aate hue.....Ghar ki..family ki requirement hoti hai....isi liye...three-wheeler kha kharcha chubhta hai.....

Pratibha: Sandeep....per aap socho to sahi.....agar main dono time three-wheeler karoongi ...to mere paas bachega kya?? Mujhe Apne kal ke bare mein bhi to sochna hain....Dekho bura mat man na....per kal ko aapne mujhe chor diya.....to mere paas to apne haath mein kuch saving hogi hi nahin.....mujhe aapne kal ke liye bhi to kuch save karna hain na???

Sandeep: Really....to main Gadhe ka bachcha hoon....na.....jo apni puri salary ghar ke uppar kharch karta ja raha hoon...aur bank balance zero hota ja raha hai....mujhe to is hisab se sab se pehle ....Bhavishya ke baare mein sochna chahiye tha...Main to aise hi..apni poori ki poori salary khatam karta raha hoon.....

Pratibha: To kya ho gaya Sandeep.....aap to Aadmi ho.....ghar chalana to farz hai apka....

Sandeep: Sirf mera???? ..tera koi farz nahin hai......tujhe apne Bhavishya ki chinta karni hai....mujhe puri family ke bhavishya ki chinta karte hue kuch.....save nahin karna chahiye..?...main to saala paagal hoon....jo itni saari Naukraniyon per karch karta ja raha hoon.....Ghar per kharch kar raha hoon.......tujh per bhi kharch kar raha hoon.....kabhi ye laao… to kabhi wo.....Main to is hisab se Gadhe ka bacha ban gaya.....pichle do saal se....main to Salary kaaa pura amount …sab kuch khatam karta raha. ....Kabh Geyser..Kabhi Ghari..Kabhi…Music system…Kabhi…bahar dinners….Kahbi films…kabhi ye kabhi wo…...

Sandeep: Mujhe bhi sirf apne per kharch karma chahiye tha….

Pratibha: Per Sandeep......

Pratibha: Mujhe Pehle se pata tha....aap sab naukraniya chutwana chahte hona….....aur mujhe Ghar bitha ke kaam karana chahte ho....unki jagah.....

Sandeep: Per maine to aisa kuch nahin kaha…..maine to kabhi naukraniya lagawane ya chutane ki baat nahin kahin….tujhe….

Sandeep: Aura Ab tu….sun...Tere paida hone se pehle se naukraniyan kaam kar rahin hain yahan.......aur ab kyon ki tu aisa soch ti hai…isiliye sun……Tere Baad bhi  karti rahengi....samjhi.....

Main Chahta hoon aur …tujhe keh rahan hoon Ghar ki Jimmedariya samajh.....tujhe pata hona chahiye Sabzi kaisi khardi jaati hai...Tarbooz 10 Rupaye kiloo ho to ....Do killlo 400 gram kitne ka aayega kuch samajh aana chahiye...tujhe phele time par aakar....apni sabzi -daal banana aur Subah time per uthna....time per office jana  ....ye sab aana chahiye.....

Aur..tu keh rahi….hai ki main ye sab Naukraniyan chutane aur tujhe se kaam karane ke liye keh raha hoon.?????

Pratibha: Per ...main agar Ghar baith gayi....to Sandeep main to pagal ho jaoongi...saare din mein......Kya karoongi main sara din....

Sandeep: Ye Mumma aur Bhabhi …Jo ....Ghar per hote hain....wo pagal hain.....kya kar rahe hain...wo???

Pratibha: Per Sandeep.....unke pas reason tha....Bhabhi do mahine baad hi conceive  kar chuki thi....

Sandeep: To yaani ki....Jab jinke bachche na hon....wo ghar nahin baith te?

Pratibha: Main koi baanjh nahin hoon....Main bachche paida kar sakti hoon....

Sandeep: Maine to ye nahin kaha...maine kahan jab tak bachche na hon....tab tak ghar baithne se log pagal ho jaate hain kya???? Aur tu family badhane ko bol rahi hai.....tujhe kaha hai...basic knowledge acquire kar le ....kya tu bachcha bada kar sakti hai....use basics bhi padha sakti hai....? Ya…uske liye bhi Mayian (naukraniyan) rakhte jayenge?


Pratibha: ...Kya matlab hai aapka...main Gavaar nahin hoon....padhi hui hoon....

Sandeep: Tabhi to bola...hai.....tu abhi se Maiyoon per dependent hai.....apne room ki safai bhi Mai se karati hai....Drawing room ki dusting karne ke liye .....Sunday ki wait karti hai....Family badhne par kya karegi...???  Sabzi lene main abhi tak …gol hai….jo nahin leni wohi Chaant Chaant kar khareedne lagti hai….Tarbooz kitne kilo hai….aur kitne paise dene hai…(24 ki jabah 35 rupeye?)….Saat saal ka bacha tere saamne tujhe Tarbooz ke rate bata raha hai….aur calculate karke de raha hai….aur tu keh rahi hai….mujhe to apna Insurance ki knowledge hai….ye sabzi market mein kis kisko samjhaye gi.. (aur ye sab Shaadi ke do saal ke baad ka haal hai madam)

Pratibha: Acha…Sandeep acha …. Man lo…kal se agar main ghar baith jaati hoon......to pehle batao....mere liye kya kya karoge....???

Sandeep: Malab….

Sandeep:  Tere baap ne kabhi mummy ko list bana ke di hai.....kya kya main karoonga...agle paanch saal mein...tere liye?? Bhaiya ne bhabhi ko list di hai???? Phir mere se kaise pooch rahin hai tu???

Pratibha: Ab dekho ab aap gussa hote jaa rahe ho…..Acha ye batao....mere kharche...Mere kharche ...jaise Mobile ka bill....aur baki sab..mere kapre ....ye sab.....kya aap afford karoge…..

Sandeep: Mujhe pehle ye bata…...jab Ghar per hogi to mobile kis liye chahiye???? Jaise sab jite hain..waise ji nahin sakti….waise Har Mahine ...naye.Kapre kis liye chahiye honge???....Ghar main landline phone hai....jaise sab Use karte hain....waise tu bhi kar liyo....uska bill kya main nahin bharta ??? tu bhi Use hi use kariyo......

Pratibha: Per Sandeep.....

Sandeep: Na Pratibha Na....mujhe samajh aa raha....saala main to Gadhe Ka bachcha bana raha....Saare paise kharch kar diye....teri farmaishyon ke chakkar mein....Mujhe to tujh se pehle jodne chahiye they??? Bhavishya ke liye........Tu to kafi samajhdar bani yaar......apne liye jod rahi hain aur main Chutiya ban raha hoon......

Pratibha: Main kab farmaish ki hai.....Sandeep

Sandeep: Ye jo....kabhi....Nayi fridge .chahiye......Ghar mein.....Washing Machine honi chahiye.....Gadi honi Chahiye........ye sab jo Mumm ya Manushree aur doosron ke saamne kehti hai.....aur mere tak baat pahunch ti hai....wo sab farmaish nahin to aur kya hai.....Main to pagal hua....ek ek karke ....cheeze la rahan Ghar mein convenience badhane ke liye......

Pratibha: Per sirf mere liye kar rahe ho kya.....mujh per hi saara kharach ho raha hai kya???


Sandeep: Nahin...per teri farmaishon ke chalte ….main.....kharcha badhata ja raha hoon....tujhe time per aane mein dikkat thi....to Roti banane wali bhi rakh li.....ab tu kahe to ....dusting ke liye.....bhi aur Naukrani rakh leta hoon......bol..

Pratibha: Nahin..Sandeep maine to aisa nahin kaha.....

Sandeep: Main to bata rahan hoon....jab Kapre dhone wali hai...baratan saaf karne wali hai....Safai karne wali hai..Khana banane wali bhi hai....to tu kya karti hai??? Newspaper padhne ke liye bola to....apne liye bol raha hoon yaa tere liye.....General Knowledge ki Hindi mein book la kar di hai to teri intelligence badhane ke liye...ya apne liye....Osho ke lecture download kar ke laya…teri intelligence ke liye ya…??

Pratibha: Aisa karo mujh se paise lena chahte ho to.....lete kyon nahin....ho....

Sandeep: Acha….Jab tujhe Ghar par time par aane ke liye.....three-wheeler per paise kharch karne mein itni dikkat feel ho rahi hai......to tu Ghar ke liye paise degi?? wo bhi mujhe ??? Tujhe lagta hai...Main tujhe ye saab paise lene ke liye keh raha hoon…..main aise free ke ...haram ke paise loonga???..

Sandeep: Ruk jaa......dekh ise …ye cheque kis ke naam hai aur kitne ka hai???? Read it....damn it

Pratibha: Rs.20,000....Sandeep Datta..LIC Insurance

Sandeep: Ye mera nahin hai..Bhaiye ki kamayi ka hai.....mere naam aya hai...Insurance se.....meri mehnat ka nahin hai.....Thik.....ab dekh ise......(tearing the cheque into pieces)....ab kitne piece hue iske.....????

Sandeep: Dekh liya....mujhe jab apne bhai ke free ke paise nahin chahiyee......to main kya tere paison ke liye tujhe ye sab keh rahan hoon??? Wo bhi tab jab mere bhai .....to mujhe ek do saal mein ek baar sunayega......aur tuuu...tu..mujhe har minute mein....apna ek rupya bhi sunane wali bandi hai....main tere paise loonga???

Sandeep: Maine realise kar liye hai....main Gadha hoon....per main ab aur Gadha nahin banooga......you will sleep in the common room with all ....Mumma ke saath wale room mein...main bhi au tub hi soyenge…...ab se double cooler ya A/C alag alag jagah...nahin chalenge....Main bhi saving karoonga....mujhe bhi apne bhavishya ke liye sochna hai..

Pratibha: Thik hai...Sandeep kal se mein apne liye Sabzi alag se le aaoongi.........

Sandeep: Hey Bhagwan!!!.....ais hai....Sabzi nahin...tu apna Bijli , Paani ka connection bhi alag le......sab kuch alag le......

Pratibha: Mujhe nahin pata wo sab kahan se hota hai....

Sandeep: Main bata deta hoon....MCD office, civil lines mein apply kar......main samajh gaya hoon tera kuch nahin ho sakta....tu bus jaa is drawing room se....mujhe sochne de......mujhe ab apne Bhavishya ke baare mein sochna hai....main to sala Gadha nikla...meri biwi to bahut samajhdar nikali....apne kal ke liye pichle do saal se full salary jod rahi hai.....

Pratibha: Maine ek saal to paise diye hain...yahan...

Sandeep: Really!!! Kitne mahine baad roti yahan banani. ya..shuru ki thi...aur apni half salary (Rs.5,000) kab dene shuru kiye the aur kab taq....??? Thik se yaad hai....half year tha ya...full year?????

Pratibha: Sandeep anyways....acha..acha…main to kuch paise kabhi bhi..diye hi nahin….

Sandeep: Pratibha….tu ab  abhi bus mere saamne se jaa.....mujhe sochne de...mera dimag kharab hota ja raha hai…ye sab sun kar….bus tu ja apne room mein…..






Friday, September 30, 2011

My experience at IANS...

Oct 1, 2011

As I have spent last eight months in the Indo-Asian News Service, the initial experience,which was highly traumatic and nerve-shaking, has been overwhelmed by the joy of learning at this stage.


Irrespective of the initial experience at this media organisation, I feel I am enjoying this part which has pushed me to study and learn to get rid of my uninformed self. I believe this exercise should be a must for every aspiring journalist and even graduate.

One feels compelled to learn here is because "people here know", "people here question", but "people here can fuck you too anytime". One has to remain a student here and keep pushing the limit of knowledge to an unknown limit as a routine. There are many people here who have spent their lifetime or a big part of their professional life in journalism and hence can point out even the minutest mistake easily. It is not that these people don't commit blunder. They do so like any other human being but the way the keep themselves involved in and around useful subjects and sharing and improving silly mistakes, is actually worth experiencing at least once in one's journalistic life.

The best thing the environment here pushes you or inspire you for is to ENJOY LEARNING and TAKE WRITING and YOUR KNOWLEDGE SERIOUSLY.

Learning about one's country, neighbours, and the rest of the world is always beneficial and a great entertainment for any knowledge-seeker like me. My habit of collecting or knowing at least something by the end of the day is thoroughly satisfied here. I realised the value of learning here. I hope this is going to benefit me the rest of my life. What I avoided or failed to learn as 'basics' at school or college gets exposed and thus being taken care of hurriedly by myself.

Why and how knowledge is power can rightly be understood only after facing and realising consequences of not having it. I feel far more informed in actual way today than I used to when I joined IANS.

Among many other things, the organisation has made me learn a variety of things and its utilisation in everyday life of IANS and outside has boosted my confidence as a journalist and writer.

From taking home print-outs of specific and important subjects to studying and memorising them to ensure my respectful survival at IANS and after it, has been a great satisfaction so far.

I hope to make this style of living or learning integral part of my life. Thanks for MR Narayanswamy for all this.




My experience at IANS...
Oct 1, 2011

As I have spent last eight months in the Indo-Asian News Service, the initial scary and highly traumatic experience has been overwhelmed by the joy of learning at present.


Irrespective of the initial experience at this media organisation, I feel I am enjoying this part which has pushed me to study and learn to get rid of my uninformed self. I believe this exercise should be a must for every aspiring journalist and even graduate.

One feels compelled to learn here is because "people here know", "people here question", but "people here can fuck you too anytime". One has to remain a student here and keep pushing the limit of knowledge to an unknown limit as a routine. There are many people here who have spent their lifetime or a big part of their professional life in journalism and hence can point out even the minutest mistake easily. It is not that these people don't commit blunder. They do so like any other human being but the way the keep themselves involved in and around useful subjects and sharing and improving silly mistakes, is actually worth experiencing at least once in one's journalistic life.

The best thing the environment here pushes you or inspire you for is to ENJOY LEARNING and TAKE WRITING and YOUR KNOWLEDGE SERIOUSLY.

Learning about one's country, neighbours, and the rest of the world is always beneficial and a great entertainment for any knowledge-seeker like me. My habit of collecting or knowing at least something by the end of the day is thoroughly satisfied here. I realised the value of learning here. I hope this is going to benefit me the rest of my life. What I avoided or failed to learn as 'basics' at school or college gets exposed and thus being taken care of hurriedly by myself.

Why and how knowledge is power can rightly be understood only after facing and realising consequences of not having it. I feel far more informed in actual way today than I used to when I joined IANS.

Among many other things, the organisation has made me learn a variety of things and its utilisation in everyday life of IANS and outside has boosted my confidence as a journalist and writer.

From taking home print-outs of specific and important subjects to studying and memorising them to ensure my respectful survival at IANS and after it, has been a great satisfaction so far.

I hope to make this style of living or learning integral part of my life. Thanks for MR Narayanswamy for all this.




Saturday, June 25, 2011

A unforgettable honeymoon



People always say it takes about one or two year to adjust to some extent with your life partner. I always accepted that as a funny remark thinking it may not be applicable to a self-proclaimed stud in relationships like me. I have been proved wrong and foolish for having assumed so.

As my married life started from the request of changing the honeymoon programme, I noticed first stupidity of Pratibha who did not reveal about problem of monthly periods to me. The very day when I had finalised our honeymoon schedule in Kashmir, with the help and obligation of a very senior journalist, I had to cancel it. It was quite embarrassing for me to first ask for its cancellation and then on having joined my office the third day of marriage. I had no option as I could afford to waste my hard-earned offs for no reason by staying back at home.

I faced a lot of remarks. But my wife never realised how embarrassing time I had to face at office among girls and senior journalists and especially the boss.

She refused to make love as she had vowed to first visit the Vaishno Devi shrine and only after that do it properly. I somehow tried my best not to do it fully. It was decided that after visiting the holy shrine we will start our honeymoon from Dharamshala cottage. It's a scenic place and with the monsoon season the surrounding turned pleasand beyond expression. The breeze, the fog, the green cover of the giant mountains around our huge cottage added to the pleasant mood and most awaited phase of life.

But on the very evening we reached the cottage in Dharamshala, she turned out to be a deaf person. She started making all sorts of silly reasons for not beigg able to listen to my words. She feigned being over occupied in thoughts to listen carefully what I was saying. Initially I felt she was not listenly to me purposefully. Later, I felt she couldnot listen. I asked her, she said nothing serious. But all the time she would listen only when I would shout.

There was an incident which proved that I had genuine doubts. A room boy came to ask for the order for dinner. Ours was a small room, barely 10 by 8. There was only one bed and an almirah in it. I was sitting on the bed and she was doing something in the almirah. The roomboy came and he was standing in our middle. She was barely five feet away from me. I called her once, twice and thrice. The last time my voice was a little louder. She turned around and gestured whether I was calling her!! I was shocked so was the room boy who was barely two feet behind her and faced towards me. I was shocked but I smile and let him go.

Then I asked her about the reality. She said there is no truth in her deafness. It was simply some problem 'perhaps' . I believed her foolishly on the pretext that the first thing she would do is to visit a doctor in Delhi on return. She agreed. But my mood had spoiled as I was in full doubt that I had been perhaps ditched by her family.

On the very next morning, we tried to make love. She responded as if I was about to kill her. She feared pain which hadn't yet occurred. It was the pain of pleasure. I was irritated. It continued the whole time during our entire honeymoon. She didn't let me in properly and kept acting fearful of that same pain, perhaps every girl on this planet waits for to begin her married life with.

I decided to enjoy the trip as a pleasant visit instead of love making trip. I turned the nature of our visit to various places like Dharamshala, the Dalai Lama Temple , One nearby Shiva temple, Chamunda Devi temple in Himachal, the Golden Temple in Amritsar and return journey. She was delighted to see that I was taking her to every place safely and without much discomfort, if not with the best possible comforts. I think she had had a dream of travelling by plane to Jammu for Vaishno Devi and travelling by air conditioned private cabs at rest of the places. I took her by local transportaion to let the enjoy the actual feel of local places. I was disappointed to see, she had no charm for that just like I had. She just kept complaing for air conditioner bus or luxury every now and then and I pulled her at times for that.

We returned to Delhi having completed an overall nice honeymoon trip. She looked happy having visited so many places as a surprise from a person of my limited means. She was impressed with my links which she least expected from me. All she knew that only her family could make her trips pleasant. Throughout the honeymoon trip, she kept briefing her mother about our every movement. I didn't object and took it in good spirit. Anyways after about a week, we were finally back to Malka Ganj, our place in Delhi.

To avoid spoiling the moment I somehow tried to forget that I have a suspected deaf person in my life. Any how my worst fears came true, when she once admitted naively in my study room she deserves a compliment for having let her husband know such a big hidden thing so easily! (Arrey dekha kitni smart hun main ...itni badi kaan se na sunne ki baat kaise coney bhi kar di aur chupa bhi li!!).

I was stunned to hear her disclose all this before me so disgustingly boastfully. Little did she realise, she lost my trust forever by betraying me.

Regards

Chaudhary Sandeep Datta

As I complete my first year of anniversary on June 28, 2011.......


By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher...and that is a good thing for any man.” : Socrates quotes (Ancient Greek Philosopher, 470 BC-399 BC)


It is quite distressing to notice my wife having turned so much money-minded and over critical of me that I have started losing interest in her presence in my life.


Her over-mouthing, loud-mouthing and ill-mouthing has turned me off. She seems to be building her support group while tarnishing my reputation in my family among my loved ones. She wants me to earn for our future but keeps putting more and more demands for new things. Her sarcastic way of putting her demands or getting things done is only taking her to the end of her married life at least with me.


Pratibha's fascination towards everything new or the attitude of replacing everything older at my home with new are very irritating. She wants to change everything as per her desire.


The most tragic thing is she is going all around stating "Khud kama rahi hoon, khud kha rahin hoon" . Her frequency of cribbing about me or the existing circustances is being noticed by each of my family member. And, she is soon going to be in serious trouble. The kind of positive image she managed to build with my open admiration of her abilities or nature, she has started ruining it all quite fastly.


She is getting tips and using them stupidly in our house. It was shocking to learn how she once told one of my family members that her mother has asked her to keep me, her husband, under her feet!


Pratibha has started throwing tantrums and cribbing. She thinks now everyone loves her so much that she would be supported despite everything.


She knows it very well how she has betrayed me. She is gaining an image of being a 'Be-imaan' girl in my eyes. Her deafness is something that will keep on pushing me away from her. She doesn't understand she is losing her image before me and family with each passing day.


She thinks by getting a child from her married life despite avoiding treatment for deafness and by leaving her job, she acted quite smartly. She doesn't know what's coming her way and that too suddenly.


I wonder how this same woman ran from pillar to post for seeing a doctor for pregnancy checkup but never found any doctor to get herself treated for deafness. I wish she knew this guy knows it all and just observing her every moment of her life.


I had placed her in a position where everyone would like her instead of Rekha bhabhi but Pratibha seems to have resolved to suffer a shocking future full of solitude and hatred.


Her approach of comparing facilities being available to her (within her husband's means) with the kind of facilities being available to her elder sister and friend pooja or cousin is ruining her personal life. She is turning impossible with each passing day and in her expectations.


Be it the demand for car, my new job, more money, comparison with my brother’s luxurious life, irritation from my simple dressing style, hatred from my journalistic career, shift system, wish of removing my painting from drawing room, breaking of my office’ precious gift, consistent demand of opening her juicers or other things, demanding to take charge of my life and bank and all other things—are only making her spoil her personal image or value in my life.


Her leaking of even talks related to our sexual life to her mother showed her level of stupidity to the maximum limit. Recently, on the day of completing our day of engagement she wished me and completed her sentence saying : “Kahin muh mat marna” are some of the examples that have made me lose trust and interest in her.


She is going to burn her married life by own hands.


Keeping her politics, criticism, illogical demands, careless attitude at home, comparisons with others' lives, and reporting to mother or others related to her will compell me shift my interest from her to other things, perhaps other individuals. It would be tragic to find our child taking birth in such an environment under such a stupid and dishonest mother's care.


It is quite disturbing and strange as well to see how she always without exception fails to understand my acts of affection or love. If I buy her anything, she would thing it is my duty.


If I take her out, she would feel I would have some purpose behind it. If I listen to her with patience for a few days, she would take me for granted and use foul or illiterate people's vocabulary with me. If I inform her that I would be coming late, she would say 'certainly you would be dating someone'. If I tell her to be careful so that nobody could expose her for her mistakes, she would ignore it as silly suggestion. If I taken her out for movie or at any place, she would start comparing in her mind or even blurt it out to me how her friend or relative's husband take care of their wives. If I ask her to work and turn intelligent and be prepared as an up to date lady in my social circles, she would think I am trying to push her to work for 'her fucking money'.


I just pray her so called advisers soon realise that they are teaching her all those things which she is applying wrongly and stupidly. And, second thing is her husband is observing her every clever move and demand and words now with suspicion! And, very soon she could be with them forever with such over smart approach with her own husband who simply wishes her to turn a better non-selfish and nice human being.


One serious thing she is forgetting in her mind is that if this person can love her, he can very well leave her forever. And, she will have only herself to blame for this disaster in her married life. I fear that time is coming quite fast in her life due to her 'well wishers' and her personal over smartness in personal life.


Regards

Chaudhary Sandeep Datta


Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Pratibha irritates with her ignorance and non-understanding

I am very much peeved at my family's response to my probability of joining IANS. None of them, particularly Pratibha, is in a condition to understand the influence of such a new job will have on my journalistic carer.

Call it her ignorance or anything, she just wants me to continue with the present job, as it's 'less demanding'.

Yesterday, I had to lecture her for half-an-hour over this issue. I felt very agitated on noticing that there is pall of gloom that has overtaken her mood, as if I am going out of this world on an expedition. She feels I will go away from her with the new job, as it will require my presence on odd hours of the day at times.

She is not able to understand just like a fish dies when brought out of the river the same way a writer cannot live without writing and a journalist would lose interest in life and surrounding if he is to live out of journalitic work for long.

I feel very very disturbed on such a response coming from my wife. She is totally disheartened. Thankfully, her elder sister has started to understand what it would mean to stay out of journalism that too for a contractual job of six months.

Pratibha wants me to be available for her always. No matter whether we quarrel over silly issues or I have live in wait for her just like I have done in this last one-and-a-half month period at MDNIY.

She doesn't understand the worth of being a journalist and the value of being 'nobody' in the crowd.

Yesterday (Dec.28,2010), we completed six months of our marital bliss. But I had to do some straight talk to my affectionate wife.

We were to visit Lord Hanuman temple for our Tuesday-visit. On noticing her face so saddened, I had to ask and lecture her about my basic nature, personality and dedication to writing.

Even though I hate talking about myself, but had to do the same yesterday. I chose to make things quite clear to her so that there is no scope of any ambiguity in her mind henceforth.

I said, "I have chosen a field for taking up tough things. Even if I manage to learn one form of writing , I would be instinctly inclined to learn something new and better. After one platform, despite the financial rewards being satisfactory or not, I would always wish for higher platforms of writing. This is my basic nature to try hard and endure pain for excellence in life. "

"I have never wished to be ordinary but extraordinary performer in every pursuit of life. I am after knowledge and excellence and not satisfaction of any ordinary person who aims to lead a simple life."

I had to mention that her husband, that's me, has set himself tough goals and aims to enjoy the satisfaction of rising high and making a splash all around.

But all she wishes is just a decent amount of salary and my availabity for her outings or enjoyments. I felt highly fed up with this attitude.