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A coin has three sides. The third side is the sum of both sides, even though it might not be so important or might look less attractive than the other sides. In context the third side is very important as it not only supports the both sides, but also divides them . So let me sketch this story on the three sides of a coin now.

ONE SIDE

Hey! What are you doing!!!!!

OH!…no…let me…how marvelous it is?

 I really feel ashamed. Please don’t do this

Oh honey, please. I have never seen this before so close…please fathom.. Let me see it.

Why are you seeing through the mobile cam? You are recording it!!!!

So what…you are not with me all the time. I miss you a lot. It is to see when you are away from me. Please take away your hands.

No. I won’t let you. I am scared.

 

MourN

My father told me about the demise of Prabhakar. I had just returned from a long trip. He was my neighbor and was my senior during my school days. A good human being Prabhakar was a civil servant and was working in other city. He was also a leader of some Employees Union. Father told me to visit his house. When I reached there, there was already a crowd waiting for the dead body. It will take some time for the dead body to reach.  I decided to wait as I did not have any important work at home.

The house was full of people. Prabhakar’s family is big and well known in our area.  He was the only son to his parents. I looked around and spotted Mani Shankar, one of prabhakar's uncles sitting. Mani Shankar was a retired Army officer. Other than visiting the military canteen & the pensioner’s club once in a month, his main past time was to question each and every irregularity and odds of the society and the system. He fought against red tape bureaucracy in all government departments. He had even filed several Public Interest Litigation (PIL) in court to regulate the system and its people. He did not believe in taking the help of middle men called “Advocates” in these proceedings. It was part of his policy and was an economical decision too. In this way he was famous in the locality. Visiting the court was his passion and routine too. There was a rumor making the rounds that he would visit the court even on Sundays and holidays too just to make sure that the court was really not working on those days.

Moksha

                                                  

Pumnamno narakadyastu trayate pitaram sutah
tasmat putra iti proktah svayameva swayambhuva
Because a son of his own, by birth, saves a father from the hell called “PUT” is called PUTRA.

{Shloka ::!38/ Chapter :: 9 /Manusmriti}

Fold your hands and  invite the spirit of your father to give offering and Say……

“Om Agachaantu mi pitar emaam grihantu jalaan jalim”

Remember your  father in mind and be close to his soul

“ Kashyapa Gotra Asmati Pita Shiv Shankar Nath…

Vasuroopa tripyatamidam Tilodakam”

Til ke saath teen baar Ganga Jal daalo ( Pour the water of Ganges along with seasame seed 3 times.)

Gangajalam Vaa

Gangajalam Vaa

Gangajalam Vaa

Tasmey swadha Namaha

Ambika was sitting at the back yard of her house.  For the last two days she had not done any work..  Pandit ji was now waiting outside.  What should I answer him? Mind is hollow….there is something deeply wrenching at the depth of my heart.  The sky was overcast…ready to shed tears???  It was a rainy day toowhen I stepped into Seth house with Ganga mausi.