Freedom.... Really we got it???

For me the freedom is the belief that one person can't make a difference, and the fear of standing out from the crowd and challenging authority. Freedom is self-determinance; it is the condition of minimal constraint. Naturally, in a society or community, there has to be some constraints — the burglar cannot have the freedom to steal, the thug cannot have the freedom to mug, and the businessman cannot have the freedom to excessively pollute and pay no taxes. But get the balance between personal freedom, social order and ecological integrity right, and the vast majority of citizens can live happily with moderate personal freedom and minimal constraints.

Even after 63 years of independent, we still have lot of problems. Before independance British were ruling. Now politicians and big business man are ruling. Peoples are still not feeling independent. So question arises in my mind do we really got the freedom?? As I found in Bharat, there is a big barrier between the two classes. I think we need to be united and make the others to come with us. For me Bharat will be independent only when all have the same rights and no barriers between two classes. To make our Bharat, which is in every Bharatiys dream, we need to spread the knowledge, wealth and whatever you can do for others. I will be really feel we are independent when every single Bharatiya will feel he is safe, satisfied and happy in Bharat. I think its duty of every well educated person to educate at least one person who can't or not able to get the education facility. For me education is the only key to be independent.

Jai Hind.

Som

SIDDHAGIRI MUSEUM........A village life

Today while surrffing on net I found one website which was very interactive and attractive. Looking at the site it looks a good initiative and well maintained project. On site it shows its purpose as to show the village life. A unique project, perhaps the only project in India situated at Shri Kshetra Siddhagiri Math, Kaneri, Tal. Karveer, Dist. Kolhapur. The place is near Kolhapur city on Pune Banglore Highway. Shri Kshetra Siddhagiri Math has a history of more than 1000 years, and is a holy place of worship of Lord Mahadeva. The surrounding around the museum is very calm and quiet, a hilly place with a good collection of Flora and Fauna.

you can find the more details on below link.

http://www.siddhagirimuseum.org

All the best to this project.

मैत्र.... ज्याला अर्थ कळला तोच खरा मित्र.

मैत्री दिन!!!
आज १ ऑगस्ट, या महिन्याचा पहिला रविवार, दर वर्षी प्रमाणे आज सगळे मैत्री दिन (Friendship Day) साजरा करेल. आपल्याकडे दिवस कोणी गेल्यावर घालतात... मग मित्र जिवंत असताना कसला दिवस पाळतात ते मला आता पर्यंत कळले नाही..... मैत्र.... ज्याला अर्थ कळला तोच खरा मित्र, एवढे पुरेस नाही का ?? त्यासाठी काही दिवस घालायची खरच गरज आहे का ?? जर मैत्रीची आठवणच करून दयायची असेल तर ती मैत्री कसली.

तरीही माझा तर्फे सर्व मित्रांना या मैत्री दिनाच्या हार्दिक शुभेच्या..!!!

का कुणास ठाऊक...

का कुणास ठाऊक...
कधी वाटते काही बोलावे.....पण शब्दच सुचत नाही.

का कुणास ठाऊक...
कधी वाटते काही लिहावे.....पण शब्दच सुचत नाही.

का कुणास ठाऊक...
कधी वाटते काही सांगावे.....पण शब्दच सुचत नाही.

का कुणास ठाऊक...
कधी वाटते काही मांडावे.....पण शब्दच सुचत नाही.

का कुणास ठाऊक...
कधी वाटते हे तर फार सोप आहे.....पण नेमकं तेव्हाच ते जमत नाही.

म्हणूनच म्हणतो .....का कुणास ठाऊक!!!

लाभेल आम्हास भाग्य बोलतो मराठी..........

लाभेल आम्हास भाग्य बोलतो मराठी...
जाहलो खरेच धन्य ऐकतो मराठी
धर्म, पंथ, जात एक जाणतो मराठी
एवढ्या जगात माय मानतो मराठी.

For the first time ever, over 450 artistes have lent their voices for a single song - the Marathi Abhimaan Geet - launched in Thane on Marathi Bhasha Diwas - February 27. The song, penned by noted Marathi poet Suresh Bhat, has been set to tune by well known composer Kaushal Inamdar. The song that took 1 and quarter years in the making- with 112 established singers and a chorus line of 356 singers from all over Maharashtra.

लाभले अम्हास भाग्य बोलतो मराठी
जाहलो खरेच धन्य ऐकतो मराठी
धर्म, पंथ, जात एक जाणतो मराठी
एवढ्या जगात माय मानतो मराठी

आमुच्या मनामनात दंगते मराठी
आमुच्या रगारगात रंगते मराठी
आमुच्या उराउरात स्पंदते मराठी
आमुच्या नसानसात नाचते मराठी

आमुच्या पिलापिलात जन्मते मराठी
आमुच्या लहानग्यात रंगते मराठी
आमुच्या मुलामुलीत खेळते मराठी
आमुच्या घराघरात वाढते मराठी

आमुच्या कुलाकुलात नांदते मराठी
येथल्या फुलाफुलात हासते मराठी
येथल्या दिशादिशात दाटते मराठी
येथल्या नगानगात गर्जते मराठी

येथल्या दरीदरीत हिंडते मराठी
येथल्या वनावनात गुंजते मराठी
येथल्या तरुलतात साजते मराठी
येथल्या कळीकळीत लाजते मराठी

येथल्या नभामधून वर्षते मराठी
येथल्या पिकांमधून डोलते मराठी
येथल्या नद्यांमधून वाहते मराठी
येथल्या चराचरात राहते मराठी

Watch the Marathi Abhimaan Geet here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nbo1PgHgPvc&feature=player_embedded

जय मराठी!! जय महाराष्ट्र!!!

हंबरून वासाराले ..... आई.

Here is one of the best poem I ever heard, the poem describes a Mother - आई. The poem is translated by Narayan Surve from original Hindi poem.

हंबरून वासाराले चाटते जवा गाय,
तवा मले तिच्या मन्धी, दिसती माझी माय...
दिसती माझी माय.....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||धृ||

आया बाया सांगत होत्या, होता जवा तहना ,
दुष्काळात मायेच्या माझे आटला होता पाहणा,
पीठा मन्धी.... पीठा मन्धी... पीठा मन्धी पाणी टाकून मले पाजत जाये,
तवा मला पीठा मन्धी दिसती माझी माय....
दिसती माझी माय....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||१||

काण्या काठ्या येचायला मायी जाई रानी...
पायात नसे वहान तिच्या, फिरे अनवाणी,
काट्या-कुट्या.. र काट्या-कुट्या.. काट्या-कुट्या लाही तीच मानत नसे पाय...
तवा मला काट्या मन्धी दिसती माझी माय....
दिसती माझी माय....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||२ ||

बाप माझा रोज लावी मायेच्या माघ टुमण,
बास झाल सिकशान आता घेउदे हाती काम,
आग शिकूनशान.... ग शिकूनशान.... शिकूनशान कुठ मोठा मास्तर होणार हाय,
तवा मला मास्तर मन्धी दिसती माझी माय....
दिसती माझी माय....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||३||

दारू पिऊन मायेला मारी जवा माझा बाप,
दारू पिऊन मायेला मारी जवा माझा बाप,
थर थर कापे आन लागे तिले धाप....
कसायाच्या... कसायाच्या... कसायाच्या दावणीला बांधली जसी गाय...
तवा मले गायी मन्धी दिसती माझी माय....
दिसती माझी माय....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||४||

अन बोलता बोलता एकदा तिच्या डोळा आल पाणी,
सांग म्हणे, राजा तुझी कवा दिसलं राणी,
अन भरल्या डोळ्यां...अन भरल्या डोळ्यां... भरल्या डोळ्यां कवा पाहीन दुधावरची साय
तवा मले सायी मन्धी दिसती माझी माय....
दिसती माझी माय....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||५||

ग म्हणून म्हणतो आनंदानी भरावी तुझी ओटी,
पुन्हा एकदा जलम घ्यावा माये तुझे पोटी,
ग म्हणून म्हणतो आनंदानी भरावी तुझी ओटी,
पुन्हा एकदा जलम घ्यावा माये तुझे पोटी,
तुझा चरणी.... तुझा चरणी.... तुझा चरणी ठेऊन माह्या धराव तुझ पाय,
तवा मले पाया मन्धी दिसती माझी माय....
दिसती माझी माय....
रे हंबरून वासाराले..... ||६||

र हंबरून वासाराले चाटते जवा गाय,
तवा मले तिच्या मध्ये, दिसती माझी माय...
दिसती माझी माय..... दिसती माझी माय.....

..... नारायण सुर्वे.

The same poem is sung by Jitendra Joshi and can be found on youtube.com on below link

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-05pGLXQwQ&feature=player_embedded

Great thanks to both of them...... and great salute to "आई" .

टीप : कृपया काही शब्द चुकले असल्यास क्षमा असावी....! हा फक्त एक प्रामाणिक प्रयत्न आहे, ही कविता तुमच्या पर्यंत पोहचवण्याचा. धन्यवाद.!!!

Todays IT Professionals and Five Monkeys

Today I remember one story you all might know it. But still like to put here again. It reminded me – of quite a few of the organizations I have seen. Over the years, all firms develop routines, habits and practices, which we call the firm’s “organisational culture”. As I am sure you know, these cultures can be remarkably different, in terms of what sort of behavior they value and what they don’t like to see, and what they punish. Always, these habits and conventions have been developed over the course of many years. Very often, nobody actually remembers why they were started in the first place... Quite possibly, the guy with the water hose has long gone.

The story goes like this...
There was an interesting experiment that started with five monkeys in a cage. A banana hung inside the cage with a set of steps placed underneath it. After a while, a monkey went to the steps and started to climb towards the banana, but when he touched the steps, he set off a spray that soaked all the other monkeys with cold water. Another monkey tried to reach the banana with the same result. It didn't take long for the monkeys to learn that the best way to stay dry was to prevent any monkey from attempting to reach the banana.

The next stage of the experiment was to remove the spray from the cage and to replace one of the monkeys with a new one. Of course, the new monkey saw the banana and went over to climb the steps. To his horror, the other monkeys attacked him. After another attempt, he learnt that if he touched the steps, he would be assaulted.

Next, another of the original five was replaced with a new monkey. The newcomer went to the steps and was attacked. The previous newcomer joined in the attack with enthusiasm!

Then, a third monkey was replaced with a new one and then a fourth. Every time a newcomer approached the steps, he was attacked. Most of the monkeys beating him had no idea why they were not allowed to climb the steps or why they were joining in the beating of the newest monkey.

After replacing the fifth monkey, none of the monkeys had ever been sprayed with water. Still, no monkey ever approached the steps. Why not? Because as far as they knew it was the way it had always been done around here... and that is how company policy begins.

So you must have got now why the title is........ just decide if you want to be new Monkey in the cage or .....???