The E-mail Notification(Short Story)

At the end of the Day, Ravi, tired of the office schedule,seated himself on the driving seat,and was clamping up the seat belt,when the email Notification Tone,paused him. He swiped off the Notification bar, “THIS MOTHER’S DAY MAKE YOUR MOTHER FEEL  SPECIAL ONE OF HERSELF”. Ravi was freezed. Lost in thoughts, He is reminded of the Annual Day of his school in Delhi.

The blurred thoughts, cascaded infront of his eyes,like an old movie running in sepia colour mode.

A Lady dressed in A Red Saree with floral patterns on the borders, with her one hand, asking way to cross the road, and the other hand held the small delicate fingers of an 8 year old kid, who even did not know that one day he will be doing the same to his own kids,while at present he was not aware,how to cross a busy road. 
While the traffic flowed through the main road,just like a caterpillar flows through a small leaf, we don’t that’s fast, but actually it is; his Mother held him close to herself. The kid hugged his Mother’s legs, somewhat horrified by the fast moving traffic.

After the next 10 minutes,the kid and his Mother reached the School.
His Mother kept motivating the kid and was trying her best to make the kid remember the dance sequences and the small speech that he had to present before the entire school.

The Programme started. It included a Prayer song, followed by a Cultural Dance, Principal’s Message on the Annual Day, and the performance of the kid.

It was the kid’s turn.
With shaking legs and heart beating enormously fast, he set himself on the centre stage.
He had a Mic infront of his lips. He had a view of the entire school, it was huge, it was enormous, stage fright gripped him like anything, his lips froze, his hands shiverred, his sighs were audible because of the mic, he breathed heavily, his ears were plugged.

He was blank. Completely Blank!

He did not know what he should say. For the intial 30 seconds, he was paused.He closed his eyes.

” C’Mon Son, You Can Do it! “, a faint but powerful voice pricked his ears. Suddenly, his eyelids were set open. It was his Mother.
A sudden impulse of Confidence, Strength, and Power ran through his blood vessels and the brain.
His hands Stopped shivering. He now held them in attention mode. His gripped legs, instantly gained strength to hold the stage firmly. His frozen lips were not frozen any more.

” Good Morning, Everyone. Respected Principal Madam,teachers,Parents and all my dear friends….”
He continued…and never stopped or paused, until his performance was complete.

An applaud was garnered upon him.

After the performance, he asked his Mother, what magic did she do.
His mother said, ” Its not any magic, Its called MotherHood! “

‘Pooo…’ sudden honking, brought back Ravi into present day.

He called up his travelDesk in his office.
” Hey, can you get me tickets to India, ya.., please do so, at the earliest. Yeah, keep the documents ready and hand ot over to Mark, I shall collect the same,at the airport itself.”

Ravi reached the airport collected his documents,Passport and boarded the plane.

The next morning:

” Knock, Knock “
” Who is banging the door so early in the morning ?”, the lady said.

She opened the door with a screerch with her plated and wrinkled hands.

He was Ravi! The lady was her Mother.

” Happy Mother’s Day Maa”, Ravi and his wife said in unison handing over his kid into his Mother’s lap.

Her face was brightened. Radiance suddenly, wrapped up in his eyes.
Her eyes glowed up.

Her joys knew no bounds.

She was Undoubtedly, the Happiest Person in the world!

Dont just wish your Mother on Mothers’ Day,rather
Find some time, Hug your Mother tight and express how much you Love her!
It may not necessarily be the Mother’s Day but any Random Day.
I tell you she will be the Happiest Person in the World!


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The Scholarship:Episode 5

​”Why do you always have to brave those rowdy boys”, said anirudh, as they went all the way from hospital to a small lake at the backside of Chachaji’s restaurant,’Padharo Mharo Des’

They sat on the wooden plank placed at the edge of the lake, supported on two tree trunks. They always used to come to this place since their friendship had started.Infact, it was Anirudh who discovered the place. 

They chatted, played and learned their lessons. 

Anirudh was much fond of History and Geography in addition to being a prolific writer. He had written a number of poems that over the time had been appearing in local newspapers across Rajasthan. He dreamt of being a writer and a Teacher one day and teach the children so that they can learn and accomplish their dreams, However, at present he had to accomplish his own, which in a way was a necessity to turn the dreams of others into reality.

“See, I didn’t do it purposely, I just went to ask them to take part in the Mathematics Olympiad as Surendra Sir had told if there would be more participants, the government could sponsor us.”, said Kishu throwing a pebble into the lake, thus generating ripples into the quiet lake. 

“But you shouldn’t have asked them. You know they are just interested in Fooling around. They have no purpose in their lives. But you have!”, said Anirudh.

“Got you bhaii..I won’t do that again”, said Kishu joining his hands and holding his ears .
“But you know what I seriously enjoyed when I slammed them on their faces and one of them on his butt, Hahahahaha😂😂😂”, said Kishu throwing three more pebbles into the lake, this time creating lot more ripples.

“Oh!! C’mon. You hit them. I just can’t believe😯”, said Anirudh appearing to get concerned over Kishu’s aggressive behaviour.

“So what should I have done, just remained there and let them break another three of my bones😬”, said Kishu clinching his fist.

“Relax! Buddy. I am just saying you have a different purpose in your life and I don’t want you to get affected by random people so quickly. Try to ignore and avoid. I am just concerned.”, said Anirudh.

“Leave it! Are you coming with me for the Mathematics Olympiad?”, enquired Kishu.

“I can’t say it as of now. Because I have my Sister’s wedding scheduled the next week and almost every thing has to be managed. Bhaiya(Elder Brother) has already left for Jaisalmer to procure the Caterers and the Band. I have to manage all the relatives as well as look into the preparation part. I hope you understand.”,replied Anirudh.

“……Kishu….Anirudh where are you kids”, chachaji came looking for them.

“Okay! But just one day and the next week I promise, I will finish off my restaurant work early morning and join to help you out for the wedding”, said Kishu standing up with his one hand on Anirudh’s shoulder and another on the tree trunk.

” Okay! Let me see. I will try my best”,said Anirudh.

“That’s my friend, give me five✋”, said Kishu limping towards Chachaji.

(To be continued……..)

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 “Here you are”, doctor Shukla said handing over the medicines and the prescription to Surendra Sir. “I have mentioned the dosage clearly, immediate medication is important as the open wounds have absorbed infection, But there’s nothing to worry about.I have given the antibiotics and he shall be okay within three days”

“Thank you so much Doctor Saab!”, said Surendra Sir thanking him for his quick response.

Dr. Shukla was a young man who had recently joined the Govt. Hospital, as the Incharge. He had qualified the Combined Medical Services Examination conducted by the UPSC and was one of the key pillars to support the fuctionality of the hospital.

The Govt. Hospital, before he joined, was in a treacherous condition. There were no equipments, proper hygiene was not maintained in the hospital and the patients were rarely attended on time. The emergency ward seemed to be just like a general ward.Any cases that were a little complicated was immediately referred to Jaipur. Basically, the people were really irresponsible and hardly hard any sense of service towards the ailing people.

Only after, Dr. Shukla joined, he attended immediately to the needs of the hospital. He played a similar role as Surendra Sir played in the school. He travelled a million times from the city to the Village to procure Proper Equipments, Medicines , Emergency Machines, an ambulance and recruited many of the able assistants, ward boys and Nurses and kicked off all the inefficient assholes who didn’t even care about a person dying on the stretcher!

He organised the entire Village by conducting various Awareness programmes on deadly diseases like AIDS, Cancer, Tuberculosis and Hepatitis. He was also instrumental in setting up of ‘corner dispensaries’, at nearly all important spots in the village. The ambulance facility was made free within the radius of the village.

” Thank you Doctor Uncle”, said Kishu☺ as he jumped off the chair.” I will surely consume all the medicines on time, and be healthy soon☺💪”

As they came outside Dr. Shukla’s room, Chachaji was waiting for Kishu outside on a wooden bench. He stood up instantly,” What did the Doctor say?”

“Don’t panic uncle”, said Surendra Sir,” He just said some infection has crept into Kishu’s wounds as they remain exposed for long time, but he has given the medicines, he will be okay in few days. Don’t worry.”

“But Sir, I have to appear for the Olympiad”,said Kishu with a determined face. 

Surendra Sir smiled and gently stroked Kishu’s hair and patted his back.”Don’t worry, I shall sponsor your Olympiad. Afterall you are one of the Mathematical Genious of our School, right”

” Of course, I am”, Kishu said as gave a high five to Surendra Sir.

(To be continued……)

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The dawn was yet to break. It was cold, the winds chilled up the surroundings even more. Though dark but the moonlight made the sand dunes shimmer under the star studded sky. The Pole star could be seen very clearly as if the Almighty is radiating some light to curb the darkness in the desert.

Kishu got up at 4 AM everyday and cleaned all the utensils. Following this he took his bath and prayed to the small idol of Lord Krishna and Radha Rani.

He had created  a small table, made up of partly broken Plywood and small logs of nearby forestwood. It was supported on bricks and stones, and had a leg room between the supports. He placed his belongings,  the idol of Lord,  his jute bag which carried his school books, a candle which was supported in a tumbler such that all the melted wax collected in it and the candle was never exhausted!

“Chachaji!! Good Morning☺ Have some tea☕”, said Kishu waking him up.

“Good Morning Kishu☺”, replied Chachaji as he sipped the tea after washing his face.

“So, done with the utensils?”

“Yeah! I have even placed them in the Kitchen, please tell Jambal to wipe them once before he starts to cook in them, as I saw lot of cockroaches roaming around last night”, said Kishu arranging his books in the jute school bag.

“And Please have the medicines on time. I have kept them above the cupboard.”

And he took his little bicycle and left for the school.




“So Children, today we shall begin with the basics of Profit and Loss”,addressed Surendra Sir.

Surendra Gahlot was the only teacher at the Govt. School of the village. He was originally an Engineer but his love for teaching and a passion to make the change, was the reason, the only school in a remote village amidst the sand dunes could actually be functional. He taught nearly all the subjects single handedly and the students loved him too.

He was really dedicated towards making the concepts crystal clear to each and every student of his and helping the talented students with their higher studies in the city, by helping them apply for various scholarships,Government loans and Sponsorship programmes.

Many of his students had already made it to the elite colleges across India, and few of them already settled in Reputed organisations in India and Abroad. He was also intrumental in setting up the solar plant in the school campus which in turn provided electricity to the entire village at Night.

“So Students, you have completed the exercises 1 upto 3 that I gave for homework?”, enquired Surendra Sir.

“Yes! Sir”, the students said in unison.

“Okay! Kishu please collect everyone’s notebook and place it on the table”,

“Right away Sir!”

Tun!!!Tun!! The bell rang indicating lunch hour.

“Okay! Submit your notebooks everyone and we shall meet tomorrow. And yes! Don’t forget to attempt the first ten questions from Profit and Loss Chapter. See you in the evening”,said Surendra Sir as he walked out of the class.

Many of the children who came to study, used to work in the nearby roadside restaurants and in the Market to support their families. And hence the class hours were changed from 7 to 10 in the morning and 4 to 6 in the evening.

“Excuse me Sir! “, said Kishu as he showed his book to sir.

“Yes! Kishu. Do you have any problem solving the questions?”

“No Sir! I just wanted to know if I can appear for the Junior Mathematics Olympiad about which you were talking about yesterday”

“Yeah! Sure. I just forgot to tell the class toady. Actually do one thing ask all your friends if they want to enroll for the same and intimate me by tomorrow morning. If there are enough participants we may get a Government sponsorship for the same”,said Surendra Sir.

“Sure Sir! I would definitely note down their names and give it to you by tomorrow morning”,said Kishu keeping the notebooks on his table.

(To be continued……..)

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The Scholarship:Episode 1

While the world was musing over the newly elected leaders, and political debates, currency change overs, the little boy kishu was trying hard to figure out the essential concepts of Arithmetic from his newly bought book. 

After his working hours in the restaurant, he used to sit at the fireplace and tried hard to learn what it required to be called as ‘BIG’ tomorrow!

“And It’s Donald Trump, the 45th President of the United States”, the  anchor on the television proclaimed as kishu completed his third exercise.

“So, chachaji how is the president elected?”, asked kishu, out of curiosity.

There had been enough of buzz about the elections going on in the USA, and obviously the young mind was like a sponge,ready to absorb whatever was flowing around.

“Kyu tujhe banna hai kya President( Why, you want to be the president?)”, mocked Jambal, the head cook of Chacha’s Restaurant.

Kishu said nothing and walked out of the room. 

Chachaji asked Jambal to shut up and continue with his work, instead of mocking Kishu. He went outside,patted Kishu on his shoulders and said,” So, do you want to know how the US President is elected?”

Kishu smiled and listened attentively as Chachaji satiated his curiosity by explaining him the entire process of election.

The night was calm, the stars twinkled with all their might, cool winds blew past the sand dunes, the wolf echoed in the silence, the bonfire near the restaurant ensured that no animals came nearby.

“……..and hence the president is elected”, concluded Chachaji.

“Wow! I also want to become the president when I grow up, will I be able to do so?”, asked a puzzled but curious Kishu.

“Yes! Definitely. But initially you have to work hard and concentrate on your studies, things will turn up step by step”, Chachaji said tamping his back.

Kishu smiled and said,”Yes! I will do it..”

(to be continued……..)

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An inspirational journey of small village boy, who dreams to become an able administrator and be what they call it as ‘BIG’!

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The Blue toy car : bridge all the Gaps!

The festive season had already started. The little boy shomu had collected enough money in his piggy bank to buy a new toy this year. Every year,festivals were the time when shomu and his Parents went to the fair market for new clothes and some toys, which were to be used for the coming year. The winter clothes added to their budget but Shomu’s father Mr. Karmakar,who was a Labourer in the only factory of the village,never hesitated to spend a little more than what the budget permitted,especially when the festivals knocked at the door.

 The family spent a good time together. They had fun, frolic and enough of street food to satisfy their year long appetite for the crunchy ‘GolGappas’, Chaat and Samosas. They rode on the ‘Not so’ Giant wheel that arrived at the village during the season. They enjoyed Shooting balloons at the local stalls, Watched the Movie in the village theatre and  had a good time to replenish and rejuvenate themselves for the coming year.

The family sat at a table neighboring the food stall. Amidst the hustle and bustle of the market and the adjoining streets, a lot of life could be seen.

Suddenly shomu noticed a very beautiful toy car in the adjoining shop. His eyes suddenly showed bright reflections. The eyeballs grew big, his heart started pumping similar to a guy craving for a beautiful girl when he falls in love with her in the first sight.

 His face carved big smiles and an insatiable desire to have the blue toy car in his little hands.

His father sensed all the matter in a mere glimpse. He quietly tiptoed to the other end of the shop and called the owner of the toy shop.👋

“Yes!That one👈, can you please bring that here. I will pay you here itself.Actually I just want to surprise my son who seems to be interested in the toy car. Yes that blue one!”

“Sure! Why not. Let me bring it to you”,the owner said with a smiling face etched to his dusky appearance.

His father purchased the toy car and kept it hidden in a bag.

The little boy glared at the toy for few minutes and then moved his face away as he saw the owner picking up and packing in a decent gift wrap.He thought someone else had already bought it and tried to shed off the thoughts of playing with the same. Infact he had already bought two toys, a cricket bat and a Robot and  asking for a car may not make his Parents happy. So, he shrugged all his thoughts about the toy car.

After an hour,they returned back home.

His father called shomu and said,” Son, please get me the wallet from the bag that we had purchased today.”

Shomu found the bag and started searching for the wallet inside it.Suddenly something hard struck his little hands. He instantly took out the article and to his surprise, he found the same blue car in the bag. And his happiness knew no bounds. 

It happens in movies but he literally jumped up with joy😂😂😂😂😂🙆. He ran to father and hugged him tight. He wrapped himself around his Father’s thigh. It was definitely the warmth of the love, a love that no one can explain in words!! His father kissed him and launched him high up in the air. The atmosphere seemed to engulfed with bliss.

Sometimes, small moments in life can prove to be biggest moments of Bliss! 

It is the feeling, no one can define in words!!

This love is enough to Bridge  the gap that has grown into our relationships over the time.All We need to do is to give it a try!

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The ‘mature’ kid


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“A small step can bring about great change.”

I realised this statement even better when I found a little school going kid, involving in some really unpredictable behaviour.
Yes, unpredictable because, generally kids at tender ages of 4 to 5 years, who probably attend kinder garten, are involved in playing with soft toys and dreaming about their favourite cartoon characters, glancing through comic books and listening to bed time stories from their parents. You must be thinking, why am I explaining all these! That would be better adressed by the following excerpt of what I, visualised while waiting for my bus at a bus stop.

Probably, the kid was waiting for his mom at the bus stop after he deboarded his school bus with his friends.
Few minutes later, a well built muscular man passed by, dropping the banana peel on the road along with a plastic bottle. He crushed the bottle with his feet and strolled along , chatting on his phone.

Point to be marked here; there was a dustbin just adjacent to the spot where he threw the bottle and the banana peel.All he had to do, was to bent his hand a little and the disposal would have been proper.

Within few seconds, the kid rushed and picked up the banana peel and the bottle and disposed it off into the dustbin.

He took out his bottle, cleaned his hands and kept the bottle back into his little school bag.
A few minutes later a shimmering scooty stopped near the kid. The kid occupied the backseat held his mother’s waist tightly. Within few seconds, the scooty disappeared amidst the dust cloud.

I was completely speechless by the level of maturity shown by the kid, that in turn was expected from the man!

If the people, get involved in more such activities, and spread the awareness, our surroundings, city , Nation and probably the entire world will become cleaner, and more environment friendly.

If such small kids, can take the lead, why cant we?

It doesnt depend which country or region we belong to, but We should put forward little steps to keep our atmosphere safe and healthy.

Please do keep yourself and your surroundings clean
Keep smiling.