Untold Stories 46: Stealing is a Crime???

 

Ohhh, its feels so good to be back on writing, Happy New Year Everyone, So lets get the words Rolling šŸ™‚..

One of the principle lesson taught at schools and as well as home that ‘Stealing is Bad’. And whenever the terms law and rules were explained to us when we were very very small, somewhere the sentence rings the bell “Stealing is a Crime”
More we grew up with the sentence more we tend to believe its true, more we learn more we tend to accept it as a moral. Even I did the same, I did followed the principle and hated the steals or robbers considering them bad people until and unless I was put in their shoes.

I think this is not the usual way I start the stories, but let me to take you to wonderland, Long Long ago, before all the merchandise came, water was free. Food grew on plants, trees and other food kept running on ground (for all non veg lovers šŸ™‚Ā ). Goods and commodities were created or extracted by individuals form nature and exchanged with appreciation. We the humans were called wanderers, gathers and pre-form of Society. When Society formed every person or group found a way to look down on others, to protect their belongings, and expertise in one skill and serve others. Even at that time Skills of individuals were appreciated. By words or Gifts the Services were exchanged. And to create the concept of equal exchange, the Concept of MONEY was introduced. And here we are today in a world that creator of Money, we humans now bow down to it.

Still both the above paras are confusing?
I think person story will be more beneficial. So the story goes

All my childhood, I followed the principle of Personalization, My school friends might have faced my wrath even when they try to touch my belonging without my permission. Even when I was in College I believed the concept of me, mine and sometimes only mine. I don’t take other’s belongings and so dose others should follow. Not going to the place I am not invited in was the basic manners I followed. Until I met bunch of Idiots and named our group “Stifflers”. Just for a change in groups we did all the things which was against the mannerism which I was taught. And I kinda enjoyed it. Going for places where even I was not Invited in was explained by a simple sentence, “IF you are BORN on this PLANET, You are INVITED my Friend”

Stealing is Crime, But “whats created by NATURE belongs to NO-ONE.” and what belongs to No-one Belongs to EVERYONE. Thus in a fun way I was somewhere in-between the line of sanity and mischief. In group it was all a different cause and different believe system. But when It came to individual surviving in future, that was the point where my actual decision making will be involved. In next years after my graduation, I came to Australia to pursue Post-graduation. 1st Semester was luxurious but as the time passed, The Money I earned by Job was not sufficient to hold my stay in Australian living. Asking money form home was not an option as Conversion form Rupee to Dollar left nothing on my hand. It was days where I had to re-think, Is stealing a crime???.
The Day became bad financially and time came, where I use to steal a Glass of milk form my housemates, (if you reading this, sorry guys) and Sometimes eat what ever was left by the Guest Checkouts at the hotel I was working as Housekeeper. Morally I was broken down as I couldn’t maintained the principles which I was been practicing for all my life before. Either I was doing wrong by stealing food for survival or there is something wrong in the system.
The food which was free in past, is now commercially grown and thus we have to pay for it. The water which was free in rivers now have a price of Minimum 3$ in a bottle. Even the money what we created and on top of that we claim to earn is Taxed for the benefit for all. I know you all in head have possible logical educated answers to my sentences, but then I urge to ask you again to re-think and re-evaluate is Stealing is Really a CRIME?

Currently I am part of system and wind of bad days is turned over, I again earning enough to have a luxurious life and have lust of earning more and more. But still couldn’t stand a hungry person in front of me, and still couldn’t bare a though that Somewhere in this planet, there is a student just like me, struggling to earn hard, struggling for his bread, and when in bad times have been thinking to move his hand looking left and right that no one watches him/her taking the food. And in his mind Deciding, “IS STEALING IS A CRIME????”

Have a thought & Enjoy your week ahead smile emoticon
Regards
Tapish
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The PROPOSAL

On 26th Dec 2008, I proposed my life partner for the first time. Night After Christmas, Half an Hour before the Girl hostel closing timing, After dropping her form the Mathematics Tuition Class in Nagpur, I expressed my feelings to her without bothering about what she has plans for me or not. For a teenage boy, any proposal takes a varied emotions imbalance when he is afraid of the rejection and keeps on postponing his proposal dates because of the fear of Rejection. But on this day I over came this fear…

Today After 6 years of this incident, I wrote a poem in Indian National Language (HINDI) expressing same emotional imbalance what I had on those days:

PuchnaĀ Hai TUM se Muze kuch Magar

Darta HU TUM Naa To Nahi Kahogi

Jab Dekah tumko pheli bar

Karne laga man mei batien do char

Kuch Meethi thi, Kuch Khatti thi

Par Baiten Dil se Sacchi thi

Usme tha Kabi ikraar aur kabi inkaar

Socha tum se Puch hi lu, par

Darta tha TUM Naa To Nahi Kahogi

Socha Tumhe, Chaha Tumha

Har pal apna mana tumhe

Dil ki aawaz aane lagi labo pe

Par roka maine kuhd ko is daar se

Puchunga to tum Naa to Nahi Kahogi

Sadiya Raat Ho gai

Gharwalo se baat ho gai

Samay ki seedi jo humne Chadi thi

Aaage shayad saamapt se ho gai

Puchna tha tumse magar

Darta that Tum Na to Nahi Kahogi

Sacchi Jhuti baato mei jo teri hasi thi

Na Jane Kab meri Zindagi ban gai

Yu hi bani Kavita se puch liea,

PARI, TUM KAHI NAA TO NAHI KAHOGI ???

Ye hai mere sapno ka haalath

Ab raha na jata teri bin kare kuch baat

Ab shabdo ke alaankar se puch hi liea

Kahi Tum Naa To Nahi Kahogi

Khena hai Tum se Aaj Bhi Magar

Darta Hu, Tum Naa to Nahi Kahogi…

-Tapish Dongre

Break UP Memories

After hearing all form most of people about their break up in mid NOV and DEC 2014, I was inspired to write about Breakup.

Actually people may think that Break up is not at all an inspiring topic to write about, but for me it is…

Breakup is a phase where we are emotionally disturbed as the momentum to stay dependent on our partner is disturbed by some external force (Newton’s 1st law). Let the external force be another person or change of interest or created misunderstandings or unavoidable circumstances. As per my experience Breakup for me is very difficult to handle as I am a very emotional sensitive guy, but experience taught me that Breakup is an temporary phase to stay and move on. New is always better and we learn a lot form our past experience that we are ready to avoid that factor in our next relationship.

So here a story Ā about my first Breakup:

 

It was in 2004/2005 during my class X board exam period in Hyderabad, the girl whom I plan to spend my life with came with all the gifts I gave her, destroyed into pieces and kept in an Yellow Polythene bag handed over to me, saying lot of stuff till date I cannot figure out what that mean to me. A guy, one of my classmate was with her(Nikesh/Nikhlesh) and he came to me and said, “shame on you.”

More than my breakup I was angry that an Alien person who has no knowledge about me and my girlfriend’s relationship has came with her and speaking against me.

That time calculated something and wrote on my dairy which I promise myself to open in 20 years and follow whats written in. I explained myself with simple logic that if a girl takes third party to explain or support her statement to me then there are two factors to learn her

1) She feels unsafe to withstand my anger on breakup (which makes my choice clear that in future i must chooze a girl who is more bold in facing me)

2) She needs some else to express what she has to say to me (which guides me that I did not made her comfortable to speak the truth to me that she had to take another person, tell the truth about me to him and talk to me back)

I was aware that as Human, my powers are limited and when my anger cools down I will have a natural tendency to forgive for what she did to me. So to remind myself I need something strong that will stop me form getting along with her again,

Thus I check the yellow polythene given by her again,

I checked there was watch, some papers/letter/greeting cards and a diary what I gifted to her on our first Valentines Day. Inside the dairy there was 26 INR what that she returned to me after calculating what I spent on her. I discovered that a girl with this amount of ego and pride over her father’s earned money is definitely no match for me. So I kept that two 10 INR notes, one 5 INR note and a one rupee coin with me till date which reminds me that why I should not got back to her again.

I am not saying that everyone should hold themselves back to fall into same relationship with same person, But as you know the that person the most, and there are higher chances for history to repeat itself. And I am not that strong to take that chance and feel the pain again. I kept the one rupee coin as a strong memory naming it “Kalvi’s Coin” reminding me to move on and learn more form life.

I and My sister Kritika Dongre believes in one strong point by HIMYM

“NEW IS ALWAYS BETTER.”

So in search of this better one, my journey continued and I believe I finally after several failures I found one šŸ™‚

But more on that later…

Happy Break UP guys

Congratulations on Commencement of a New Journey……Never give up till you find your right match

Happy Day EVERYDAY

YULM Chapter 4

Love makes life Beautiful….nice lyrics to sing a song…

Love – Attraction – Infatuation – Lust – Sex – Emotions…….these are the words hit on your personal dairy page one day after the other when you are in actual super creative game called ā€œLifeā€

The days passed on very quickly when you spent time with the one you love. Sometimes hiding from parents and friends to spent time together and sometimes sitting in an idle pace having virtual conversations in our imagination even when your partner is not in front of you. This in turn increased the telephone bills to four fold and again makes our parents to put a caller id and regular check on bills to where the calling goes….

Ā The fact that we are never satisfied with our partner is because we always want to explore more and more of each other, with each other and for each other. This happened with me and this happens to every teen age boy who is normal. The first time I lost my focus was when she was teaching me some kind of biology lectures on the flowering plants (stupid hermaphrodites) and instead of checking the words out of her mouth I only paid attention on her lips.

Are they soft?

Are they smooth?

What a perfect shape…

How they come in contact with each other..?

Ā These were the word explained about the flowering plant to me where as my mind was thinking the same what you might have thought about while reading the above lines.

I felt like what to say or what not to…!!! A hell of biology was entering my mind. It was all pre occupied with all devil thoughts and imagination of the slap I am going to get if I ask and the girl says no. In the game of ā€˜life’ I was playing a role of a decent, in discipline young boy. But my mind was all indiscipline.

Lot and lot of struggle went in my mind… (what I already told you) and finally I decided to tell her…and I said.

ā€œI want to have sex with youā€

No I probably didn’t say that. I said something like…

ā€œI want to have a baby form youā€ and she was shocked.

ā€œI mean I want to be father of our child not now but in the futureā€ What foolish, stupid and unfocused was I to ask that. What I should have said is any simple romantic line to receive my first kiss.

My first kiss….(Ohhh that’s completely another story and with a very different unusual situation…I will tell that later….) So where was I …ya yes I explained her that I want to put a sweet baby on your tummy in future.

And she replied, ā€œNot now and never I am going to have sex with you. Even after marriage you want kids we’ll adopt themā€

Really Love makes life beautiful. But also makes complicated and more stressful to understand the conditions, This line is not written in any book or any literature…but true….!!!