wo jo kaha nahi PAPA

Mera beta kaisa hai tu.. kanoo me ye shabd padate se hi aankhoo se pani chalakne ko betab hone laga. Fathers day to bas ek bahana tha, Maksad bas aapko yaad dilana tha ki me bhi aapke kande par sar rakhakar batana chahati hoo, aap sahi the. Ye duniya itni acchi nahi hoti jitani bahar se dikhti hai.

zindagi ki kadwahat ka ghoot aapki beti ko na pina pade iski koshish ki thi aapne, par shayad mere hisse me ye kadwahat hi likhi hai. Aur ye aapse behtar shayad aur koi nahi jaan sakta.

Maine hamesha aapka wo pyara beta banane ki koshish ki jise aap kho kar bhi bhula nahi paaye. Aapse ye bat kabhi kahi nahi par, meri har jit ka maksad bas aapko ye ahsaas dilana hota tha ki aapki beti bhi aapka naam roshan kar sakti hai.

shayad dunia me aap akele hai jo apni likhi kavitaye apani beti se edit karwate honge aur uski likhi bakwaas panktiyo ki tarif karke kahate honge, wah! tu to accha likhne lagi hai !, main aapse lambi ho gayi ho papa ! ye kah kah ke chidana aur aapke canvas shoes pahan kar jogging par bhag jana, subah subah ki walk par sawalo ki bochar se aapko nahlana, Aur fev dal banane ke liye maa ko bakwas gane sunana... Waqt ne hamari jholi me kuch gine chune mithe pal diye, par in mithe paloon ke sahare hi , 16 salon se aapka sath na hone se panapi kadwahat me bhi mithas baki hai.

Mere pass us pal ko baya karne ke liye koi shabd nahi, jab pahlai bar mera result aur ek akhbar ka tukada hath me laker aapne kaha tha ki meri beti ka naam akhabar me aaya hai.

Aapke garv se bhare wo shabd the aur aaj ka din hai, har kadam par bas yahi koshish karti rahi ki hamesha aapke muh se ye sun pao. Par halant aur zimmedari ne sach-much aapki beti ko beta bana diya. Aapko pata na hopar papa aapke is bete ko aaj bhi aapke muh se ek bar phir usi garv ke sath

meri beti sunane intzar hai aur hamesha rahega

Aapki BETI

Chamakti aankhein

Jadui ghode, raja- rani,buddha kisan aur pariyo ki kahani sunate hue sara bachpan beeta. Waqt badala, log badale, rishte badale par meri kahaniyo ke ye kirdar hamesha wahi rahe na hi samay unhe badal paya aur na hi halat.

Roj sapano me kabhi kisan ka beta Ivan aakar Azagar se ladane lagta to kabhi jangle me ghomate ghomate do shair ke bacche apni maa se bichad jate. sapano ki wo duniya chahe kuch pal ke liye apni hoti thi par usake jaisa

apanapan kahi naa tha.

Aas-paas jine aur rahane wale sab the, par meri duniya inhi kahani ke kirdaro ke bich hi rahi. kabhi nani me mujhe Ivaan ki maa dekhai di to kabhi Dadaji me buda kisan. Daadi ke lambe safed baloo aur halake nile suti rajasthani base me wo mujhe kisi safed pari se kam najar naa aati thi. Hame kahani sunate hue unki aankho ki chamak bhi kahani ke romanch ke sath badati jati thi aur baadalo me pariyo ka mahal unki aankho me saf nazar aata tha. Daadi to pariyo ke desh chali gayi par us pari ko mere kale saye se bandh gayi.

Zindagi ne na-jane kitane moud liye har moud par laga kuch thaharu, aaram kar lu par un chamakati aankho ne kabhi rukane na diya. Amavas ki kali rat me bhi mere kale saye se chipaki us pari ne chand ko bujhane nahi diya.

Har kale ghane andhere me uska safed rang mujhe maa ke aanchal ki tarah lapete raha. Har tanhai aur bheed me jab bhi apane ko akela payaa, usaki

ek halki si muskrahat ne mujhe phir apani sapano ki duniya me kheech liya.

Kali kothri me jane se pahale hi wo chamakti aankhe aur chehare par vishwas bhari hansi ne chahkar bhi kuch galat karane naa diya. Aajtak wo pari bhitar hi rahi par ... achanak ! bas kuch logo aur najuk lamho ki mahrabani hui aur usane ehsas dila diya ki wo chamakati aankhe kabhi mera sath nahi chodane wali. mera bachapan chahe kitna piche choot gaya hoo bachapana kabhi nahi chootega.

Shayad ye jadoo ki duniya aur kahani ke kirdar har jane aur anjane cheharo me muskurate rahenge aur chamakati aankhein har andhere me roshani ke diye jalati rahengi hamesha..

Make it OR Fake it !

News of the day is soon i will be joining the gang of gangsters which are called watch dogs of the country.And might not be able to write the truth behind the screen so just tring to throw out all garbage which is inside, before entering in the real mess.

Right from the begging i was told about ethics in journalism

so many guest lactures

every day tonic from teacher

n... things not end here

it just a starting point, the moment you enter into the industory the whole "ghole kar pilaya hua lacture" seems nothing but an illusion which you cant even imagine in the industory.

before taking you in organisation the first question any authority will ask you, is not-

How ethical you are ?

or not even what can you do for the society !

strait forward, one question :At what cost you can bring out the news?

you just enter in the world and the whole glamour will go off. you came to know that all news chennal which has converted into the entertainment channels now always hunt for the peg in everything what has happen.

Here the most succesful one is not who gives maximum info but the one which can cheat the viewer most !

All your ethics, rules regulation beliefs will vapour when you have to work hours together to filled one P2C in your profile the cut throght copetetion itself teach you, how should a journalist has to work. well i already started the journey so just need blessings and good wishes from u all

hope for me it will take a few more time to become a gangster n make myself believe in the funda of Either make it or Fake it but news must sell...