Terror

Seems like these are going to be new kind of wars. Refelects the state of affairs in the world. Everything is without rhyme or reason, total chaos. Human life has no value. Ethics have taken a beating. Is it any different from what is happening in normal life around us. All I can say Is I dread the future , what it holds for us. Suddenly life is not so beautiful anymore.

Back Home

It seems like a dream now as I am back to routine. But it was a good trip. Thanks to everyone who managed to spring the surprise and all those who managed to keep it under wraps. Hope to post photos soon abouth the trip. I'll always remember my scoring my half century.And may we manage many more occasions like this. Hope to keep up my walking practice though it looks like a distant dream as by the time i get home its dark and will I ever manage to get up early enough.

Guru

Well I have renamed Simran boy on my phone as Guru as Simran boy and girl kept getting confused, As some of his friends used to call him that. The other day shireen thought I had a message from God as she read the meassage 'dont worry'.
Also he didn't like the look of my blog so he has changed it. I think I liked my orange and Red, But lets have every one's opinion.

Gap

Well a lot has happend to keep me away from blogging. So I have sort of lost flow of my writing, Hope I'll regain it. First Dad caught a bout of viral fever which he insists it wasn't , only becuase there were chillies in food. So its completely boiled food now. Ofcourse now he says he has gained weight and is back to having apple for breakfast etc.etc. Where is my will in these matters. Then Mum hasn't been keeping well, it's difficult to watch her being confined to the house and everytime she falls , she loses more and more confidence. Hope atleast she will regain enough health to atleast move about on her own. And ofcourse my biggest surprise in life. Its left me speechless and I went blank for a while.Thanks everyone, I think i'll start another blog on full story, And I'll start writing after i get pics.As simran is away i'll start from beginning, so u guys will have to wait for that.Bye for now

quit india movement

Today is 9th august . Dad remembered the day . he was in 6th class. and a rally was held in daresi ground and they also got down from their class which was on upper floor and shouted slogans of angrez bharat choro. Later around the same dates hiroshima and nagasaki were bombed. he missed out twice on 10th exams as riots would start and they lived on the other side of town from where his school was. His friend Om Joshi's father was hit by a stray bullet during one of these times while he was sitting inside the house and passed away, which was in old city. They have been friends since school days. Uncle was brilliant and had tooped Punjab Board. Dad says he would teach tution to the students of previous class. Lare on he taught in Simla and Sangrur before migrating to canada where he lives in Prince Edward Islands and retired as a school principle.

Village sangatpur

According to Mum she used to make cow dung cakes on the sly as she wasn't allowed to do so. Also she wanted to go to the well with others to bring water and she used to break earthen pot everyday so bapu ji bought her a brass pot to do so. She stayed with them, while rest of the family went back after world war 2 was over. I seems Bapu ji took retirement secretly ,didn't tell his wife and came back to India around 1940 or 41 because of world war II , he was scared tahat the japanese would come and take over the country. Only Bhapa ji, and Joga chacha ji satyed behind. recently when Joga Uncle came to India he told us, that they used to hide in a school nearby and he was fascinated by some poster paintings there and how he stole and hid them .Mum was sent back around 1947 back to Malaysia with friends beacuase of partition. There's another story how when went back she failed in each subject the first year because of change in teaching medium to English.Yesterday we went to have dinner at bhuaji's . she said they used to walk 1 1/2 mile to school. there were about four,five of them who were sent with an old lady. It was very difficult topersuade people to send girls to school as they were wanted home to do household chores. Boys school was even further . papa says they had a daily 5 mile walk to school when he was in village. he took us to see the school once.The govt school is still there. Recntly when we had his friends granddaughter from canada visiting , he took her to see their old school arya school in ludhiana where he and her grandfather used to sit together on the same bench. he was surprised to find that the same desk was still there. Probably had something written on it.