Abhinav Akshar

i know its a very very sensitive and sensational topic. We have many prejudices and presumptions about this feeling. We dont have any yardstick to measure it. Even we dont have its definition. Although eve n we dont have its rules, we have its restrictions. i got a message from one of the friends of mine....reading, 'it u love two ppl at a time, den u shud choose d second one....Coz if u truly luvd d frst one, u wuldnt hv fallen in lv wid d secnd one....' See we have love as a universal feeling, but universe has not power to define it. We make it omnipresence saying it is every where btwn Mom n son, btwn dad n daughts, btwn mom n dad, btwn boy n gal, btwn teacher n pupil, btwn beauty n beast and so on.... On the other hand we en-limit it in the name of virtue that one should love only one. When love has shades like parental, friendly, godly and romantic love, why cant it have frequency? And if it can happen twice...why cant it happen even more than twice? Our Bollywood has...

THE RALLY AGAINST GARBAGE Today, students of the NES' Jr College (Many NESians,batch-2012/13) had a rally for creating awareness among Bhiwandi's citizens and became stake holders in the Civic Awareness Campaign organised by Rotary Club of Bhiwandi. The main objective of this rally was to create social awareness about segregation of garbage. It is a matter of pride and pleasure for all the NESians that the rally was a big success as per the reports.  The rally began from the NES campus 8:30 am covering the surrounding areas like Brahmin alley, post-office, Nazarana Compound, Khadak road, Gokulnagar and it halted finally at Ajay Nagar by 11:30 am. It was really a learning experience for people as well as the student participated.  Street-plays, all set by the students themselves, were also performed which made the spectators think. Some of them were so excited that they invited the performers to perform at their residencies all the way congratulating and admiring the efforts. ...

26/11, The Day Of Terrorism and Tarzanism... The day will be remembered as the day of danger-stricken, faith-broken and civility-shattered Mumbaiker as well as Indians. Along with it, the day will also recognized as the day of integrated efforts made by Indian Police and Army to stabilize the civility and faith in the service and patriotism. It was a day when about 164 innocent people were killed and more than 300 were injured brutally. Not only the civil ians but guards of civilians were also shot to heavens. i would like to salute the officers,(Hemant Karkare,Ashok Kamte, Vijay Salaskar and Tukaram Omble ) naming them as patriots and express sheer shame on failure of the intelligence department and the coast-guard security. And what to be ashamed further that our government(always being the center of blames) couldn't provide enough compensation to the dead. Let alone the civilians, they have not paid well even officers martyred and living brave-hearts. If terrorists are bru...

Tiger Tiger Burning Bright! Just i saw a Tiger turning into flames and merging into the five elements of the universe…. i couldn’t hold my self remembering those famous lines of sir William Blake’s poetry ‘Tiger tiger burning bright!’ . May be with the different context but this tiger of Maharashtra was burning for people of Maharashtra. By his flames of aspirations he has enlightened  millions of Marathi souls. Nonetheless he has also ignited a patriotic fever among the people of the country by his simple yet strict remarks in his speeches. People may name him any way but it is also a truth that one can either love him or hate him but one can’t ignore him. He was a staunch opponent of the reservation policy. He was a person who thought beyond the caste who believed only in two castes all over the world, one the rich and the poor. He had opined in an interview with Arnav Goswami, the Times Now News Editor, “Make the poor rich but don’t make the rich poor.” ...

दीपावलीच्या पहाटवेळी... दीपावलीच्या पहाटवेळी पणत्यांनी प्रकाशपित्याचं स्वागत केलं. फटाक्यांच्या गजरान सारं गांव जागं झालं. तेल-उटण्याच्या मार्दनानं मग प्र्यत्येकानं अभ्यंग केलं. रांगोळीच्या गालीच्यानी आंगण सजवलं. सुंदर-सुंदर वेशभूषेन थोर-मोठ्यांसह लहानांना नटवल. काकड आरतीच्या घंटांनी नाद्ब्रःम्माला साकडं घातलं. फराळाच्या मेजवानीन खावैय्याचं पोट दुणावल "शुभ दीपावली ! शुभ दीपावली !" असं शेकहेंड करत आलिंगन देवून प्रत्येकाला सांगितलं. दीपावलीच्या पहाटवेळी पणत्यांनी  स्वागत असं प्रकाशपित्याचं केलं. .....इलेश.

Those Precious Five Minutes…..           Who is this chap to describe the value of time?  Readers may immediately start thinking so, if they are least bothered of the value of every passing second.  Some may not have the time even to read about the value of time or they may consider it as wastage of time to read about it.           Jr.  College Students, before five minutes of their exams, keep their heads submerged in the Classes notes or the Omnipresent and Omniscient Navneet. In our good old days, it was not like this.  Yes, ‘Old days’.  Though i am not so old and experienced, i have to term it precisely as ‘Old’.  This world is evolving at fast, faster and fastest speed.  It is fast enough to call the ‘past days’ as ‘years before’ and the ‘past years’ as ‘ages’, isn’t it? When you work at more than five institutions in a year as a teacher, your expe...

Success and Myself         Success may mean many things to many. It may be God's greatest gift, it may be their fulfilled dream or it may be their dearly desired destination. Being a believer of 'Karma' , for me   success is a fruit borne by a perspiring perseverance. It is something that is obvious to your positive will with mountainous efforts.         For me, the success is not mere recognition or material reward. It means far beyond it. It is a joy for me that comes after the followance of the serious optimistic process towards mind goals. i measure success not by materialistic things but by self realization. i value not only the moment that comes after the long period of perseverance but how far could i put myself to the test of time.         i remember the advertisement on TV that says -- i mean asks oneself -- "Have i made it large?" i measure success in terms of larger connectivity. It means how many pe...

As white as milk......       Today, to one more deity, we bid a good bye. Mahishasur Mardini: Maa Durga went to her eternal abode. It is believed and followed that on this very day She had killed the demon Mahishasur, the Buffalo Demon. It is symbolized that it's an end of the cruelty. This day is also celebrated as Vijaya Dashmi. Lord Ram had trounced Ravan on this occasion. So it is also symbolically known as victory of the truth over the false. What this day is for all of us? Where is that victory of the almighty over the evil? For us, the runners of the democracy, there is a need to end existing cruelties of corruption at every kind that touches our day-to-day life affairs. Today i saw a footage on Aajtak showing how Shampoo and detergent powder are used to make a milk-like liquid. These substances are mixed with some other inedible things and water to make it look white in colour. And then this liquid looks as white as milk.        ...

Soul to soul....              Today, we see people are more social and less domestic. Take it generally and not personally. Reasons may be varied, school-extracurricular activities-classes-friends or job-hotel-parties-travel mates, job-kitty parties-functions-TV serials, etc. list is unending. Cant we turn it as Home-family-children-family seniors and-discussion-at- dinner? We rarely see such rare sites now-a-days.              Friends, a lecture at my friends college made me introvert to ponder upon the subject that is much discussed now-a-days: Family life. People remain on facebook, albeit without seeing real faces, we travel a lot for distant job-places, we celebrate social festivals and don't celebrate family life. Grandpas-grannies become Foreign-investors, Fathers become investors, Mothers become service providers and then why not then children become just a product?            ...

तुझं येणं सहज, संथ अन सस्मित ; ऋतुंच्या बहरातल्या कोमलतेसम, अर्धोन्मिलित कळ्यांच्या पाकळ्यांवर पडणाऱ्या धवलसवितृ  रेशमी पायघड्यांवरून तुझं येणं.... अकस्मात, अधीर अन अस्थिर मेघमालेच्या पिंजलेल्या कापशीतून, जालधारेच्या तालबध्द धारानृत्यास तेजोमय वृन्दवाद्यरूप विद्युल्लतेच्या प्रकाशवाटेवरून तुझं येणं शांत, शीतल अन शुभंकर ; वैशाख वणवणीच्या होरापळीतून रणरणत्या वाळवंटातून मरूस्थलछायेत विसावणाऱ्या वायुलहरींच्या सुखाद्संवादातून तुझं येणं ... तुझं येणं , मग माझं  गाणं आणि मग ते गाणंच माझं जगणं. अभिनव.

Is India really against corruption? Let me tell you this story in details. It’s not about Arvind Kejariwal or Manish Shisodiya. It is of Mango People. (Don’t mistake it again with some Robert). It is about me and i am not a resident of a Banana Republic. I live in India, our beloved Mother India, for whose sake many legendry figures have sacrificed and today’s generation is confused or made confuse to whom a real credit goes. Question is that our mother India is stained every now and then with the matters of crystal clear corruptions. This question has been much discussed and everyone has a different view?  i had parked my bike far away in a gully and not in the so called NO PARKING zone. Still it was up-lifted by Traffic Jammers, oh my mistake, Traffic Controllers. Why my tongue slept h ere you know? Coz i experience it daily on Vanjarpatti Naka in Bhiwandi, when there is no traffic police, traffic moves smoothly otherwise not. Okay now come to the point. When i reached to Ka...

A DEBATE that taught me something.... Today, in our Jr college, we had a debate over the topic 'Junior College Life: Masti Ki Pathshala or Masters Moulding Machine'.  What are the findings : 1. It's a very different and challenging. 2. It's a responsibility as well as recreation. 3. It's a realization of our inner traits and restructuring of learning. 4. There should be balance between book-piles and Mobiles, laboratory and canteen-oratory, boring with lectures and bunking of lectures, Serious discussion and mindless chit-chats, and finally Education and life. i didn't mind who won or who lose, what i mind is minds were at work. For the first time i saw, if given a chance to prove themselves, children can prove it better than grownups. Although there were flows which can be corrected by proper guidance, there i saw a kind of enthusiasm in few participants which mesmerized me. It was surely open that Educational Institutions are meant Education and not for recre...

DIVERSION How lonely do i feel ! Nobody with me, in waiting... I; as an empty bus-stop, Standing by the wayside, Where the instruction is standing... 'USE DIVERSION'. How missing do i feel ! When i think i miss you, I grow closer to to you, as the life going in vain... Towards death to become anew FOR DIVERSION. How close do i feel ! When the sun rises i get you As an object to shadow. The harshness climbs up And you become twelve-noon's shadow And then you go away To mix with my sorrows of dark, WITH DIVERSION.   

A time and again i keep wondering why people could not do even simple things simply? i remember my grandpa used to tell the Why they do not study, u know? coz the difficult things are very difficult for them and simple things are very simple! so simple! when i ponder over this, i ask myself is that really so? one of my friends was telling me about his office boss. How his boss is perfectionist and how he dislikes even the minutest mistakes in his work. My friend always admires his boss and dreams to be so perfect one day. There is a colleague in our Jr. college, always mutters.....'What is my name, dont you know?' Then he spells proudly his full name like Amitabh-- Vijay Dinanath Chauhan! He always boasts about his all actions to be perfect and not a mere change of committing a single mistake. After every won-over point in some discussion, my colleague mutters himself....Naav Kaaye?(What is my name, dont you know?)  so such is the way people want the perfection.  My gra...

ठिगळ  मनावर येतं जेवा दुःखाचं वादळ, मन लागतं स्फुन्दायला, डोळ्यांतून येतात ओघळ. मानल पडतात छीद्र जीवन होतं पघळ, मनातला कवी होतो शिंपी, अन रान्ध्रांकित मनाला लावतो कवितेचं ठिगळ. 

कविता म्हणजे काय असते? कविता म्हणजे विश्व असते,  आकाशातल्या ताऱ्यांची संख्या असते, एखाद्या धूमकेतूची शेपटी असते. कविता म्हणजे सूर्यमाला असते, केंद्राभोवती फिरणाऱ्या ग्रहाची गती असते, विशिष्ठ गुरुत्वात फिरण्याची कक्षा असते. कविता म्हणजे 'पृथ्वी' असते, सजीव-निर्जीवांची संचायानी असते, स्वतः बरोबर सकलांना फिरवणारी असते.  कविता म्हणजे माणूस असते, श्रमिकांचे श्रम असते. प्रियकराचे प्रेम असते, कविता म्हणजे काय असते? 'कविता' म्हणजे नुसती यमक-बंध नसते -- 'क'सून 'वी'चारकेलेला 'ता'ळेबंद असते.

They say that they see the rising stars. I say I live with the rising stars.  Wondering at who I am talking about?  Friends, those stars are only you….. yes, recently five flamingoes from our NES participated in an open-for-all-Mumbai-students  Essay Writing Competition at Ghatkopar(W) by a Management Institution, Aruna Manharlal Management Institution.  They not only participated but earned certificates. One of them, Ms. Komal Pawar, endeavoured and bagged SEVENTH prize among only TEN selected ones out of SIXTY Mumbaians. This is really note-worthy, isn’t it? A Bhiwandian makes a mark in Mumbai! Congo!  I always believed that one can create Heaven in every uneven condition.  Just needed is the only the practice, perseverance and patience. People say go out of Bhiwandi, I say go out to outwit others but don’t go to put wit out of Bhiwandi. Once again congrats to them who didn’t forfeit but fore-fronted.  See this way we can bring some change…. ...

आयुष्य कसं मुंगीसारखं असावं .... लहान पणाच भय नसावं  एकजुटीने काम करावं वेळ आली तर हत्तीलाही लोळवाव! आयुष्य कसं मुंगीसारखं असावं .... कणा कानानं कोठार भरावं  गरजेपेक्षा कितीही जास्त मिळालं तरी  काणातच समाधान मानावं. कण कण मेहनतीने साठवून  मणामणाच समाधान असावं. आयुष्य कसं मुंगीसारखं असावं.... कष्टाचं पण प्रत्येक कण जमवताना केलेल्या अपार कष्टांच चीज करून टाकणारं! ilesh

आयुष्य कसं फुलपाखरासारखं असावं ...... क्षणभंगुर पण पाहणाऱ्याच्या भंगलेल्या क्षणातही त्याचा उर रंगीबेरंगी पंखांनी भरून टाकणारं! नाजूक पण दुर्लाभषा मकरंदाच सहज आकंठ सेवन करतानाही  सशक्त फलोत्पादनात सहाय्यभूत ठरणारं!