Cleanliness — Godliness

'Cleanliness is next to godliness' .This beautiful line truely fillls my heart with ecstasy whenever it strikes my ears.May be yesterday we had some loopholes,may be till today we have not yet improvised.But being a nifty neopyte i do believe that tommorrow will be a brighter day with completely revitalised thoughts and rejuvenated goals.I am neither a politician nor any party's immitator.I m just a common voice of lakhs of young bloods who wish to behold Indore city as safest as well cleanest city not just in India but in the whole world.It's the exacting time to spread awareness related to cleanliness and vanish the stingy smell widely spread in the avenues of our city.Because if we dream our city to become a 'smart city' we need to transgend it into 'cleanest city' foremost.I never consider picking broomsticks, capturing snaps and editing it by insta beauty on some oppulent occasions would create the difference. But i strongly believe that initiating such events and active participation in it on a regular basis with apt survillence would certainely aid and then our city will get it's right place in right terms being heart of Central India shimmering it's real essence.Although Indore being a very populous city of a rough estimate of around 30-50 lakhs people but still if we target small zones we can accomplish our objective.I simply meant if Indore can be referred as 'Mini Mumbai',if it can be an education hub,if it can be a food hub then why not cleanliness hub? Few steps to go ahead and certainely the scenario will change.Recently i visited to a small town Sailana (dist-Ratlam) which is being continuously awarded as cleanest town in Madhya Pradesh.That is not at all miracle,it's authentic because of the combined efforts of ruling body as well as residents residing there.Nobody ever dare to throw garbage on roads,proper garbage vehicles are allotted to each zone with door to door service in morning as well as evening.Every home is being allocated with a dustbin.So this  is exactly what needs to be done.If in a small town the level of awareness could be to such an extent,then Indore is a city where awareness is never a barrier.Even if a single voice will raise,lakhs will support if the content is appropiate.So unleash your potential and fulfill your urge of crowning your city with the sobriquet of 'the cleanest city' not just in India but in the whole world.Plz join our campaign 'Ek kadam swachta ki aur' to fulfill our dreams.

Credits :- Poorva Banthiya

Airline Lunches

I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a  long flight from Delhi. 
'I'm glad I have a good book to read Perhaps I will get a short sleep,' I thought.

Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation. 
'Where are you guys headed?' I asked the Young man seated nearest to me. "Agra. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed for operations."

After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that lunches were available on payment. It would be several hours before we reached Delhi , and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time..

As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that cost a lot of money, probably wouldn't be worth it. I'll wait till we get to Delhi ...." 
His buddy agreed.

I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant enough money to cover for 10 lunches and told her 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers..' 
She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My young brother was a soldier in Kargil , it's almost like you are doing it for him..'

Picking up ten lunchboxes, she headed up the aisle to where the boys were seated. 
She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - Veg or chicken?' 
'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked..

She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class. "This is your thanks".

After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. An old man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me a Rs 500/- note.
Soon after I returned to my seat,

I saw the Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he wasn't looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, and said, 'I want to shake your hand.' 
Quickly unfastening my seat-belt I stood and took the Captain's hand. With a booming voice he said, 'I was an Air Force pilot a long time back. Once someone bought me lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.

Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A kid who looked about 18 was sitting about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. I felt him stick a currency note in my palm.

When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to depart. Waiting just inside the aeroplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. 
Another currency note !

Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their Trip up to their training area.. I walked over to them and handed them all the currency notes that was given to me on the flight and said. 'It will take you some time to reach your training area. It will be about time for a sandwich. May God Bless You.' and thank you for doing whatever you do.

Ten young men of honour left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow countrymen. As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals. 
It seemed so little...

A Serviceman is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank cheque made payable to ' India ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'

That is Honour, and there are way too many people in this country who don't understand it.............



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Walk of Life - A Race, A Chase

Walk of Life

"A never ending race and the great seat chase"

Right to education is a fundamental right of every Human Being, which seems to be violated by the Educational institutions by preventing admission or biased admission process. Parents often claim that admitting a child to a good school has become a feverish experience. They often say that "Admission process is not transparent and even after complying with all formalities uncertainty lies over admission into school". This predicament is created due to limitation of seats in prominent schools and thousands of applicants over them, in near future it is expected to exacerbate. This rush is no far from the day when parents will have to reserve a seat for their child before its birth. Scramble for seats begin soon after Diwali, while academic session starts from May.

We may say that Government is the culprit. But instead of inhibitions by Government, through "Right to Education Act", such as reserving 25% quota of total seats in an institution for economically weaker sections, amalgamations of cacodemon (either be rich or corrupt institutions) have always exploited rules for their benefit and to make money. Without any shame "Temples of Knowledge" demand donations and one time admission fees apart from tuition fees and lunch fees which are already very high. This is resulting in soaring of educational cost and making it more difficult for guardians to educate their children, while we say that education is an initial step towards development of the Nation. But present scenario is not favourable, Opaque admission process, Scramble for seats, high cost and in-affordability of education have become a part of never ending race in walk of life.

Courtesy: The Hindu.

By - Umang Daga.

Janmashtami & Teachers Day

5th September is celebrated as Teachers Day in memory of Dr. S. Radhakrishnan and according to Hindu calander auspicious occasion of birth of Lord Krishna, Janmashtami, was to be celebrated on 5th September 2015.
The day was Bonhomie.

To celebrate this day with little kanhaiyas team of AnantAman Social Welfare Society visited an aashram for underprivileged and poor children. It was 3pm then.

We had planned to organise 'Matki Fodh' competition and a couple of games thus scarce time put everyone to begin preparations as we reached there. Tasks were alloted to everyone just like I was supposed to do photography, decorate 'Matka' etc. Deadline was 5pm and everyone did very well to abide by it. Function was started punctually.

Matki(vessel) containing Maakhan was hung high in air, a challenge for Govindas to rise and reach the height to attain Maakhan. Pyramid of one upon other, aiming to break Matki, rose high from 1 storey to 2 then 3 and collapsed. Enthusiasm, energy and determination drove little ones to try once again - to fail again - to try again until they succeeded. As the proverb says "Koshish karne walo ki kabhi haar nhi hoti" ... Finally they tasted victory with creamy Maakhan. Important lessons were learned while competing for challenge and performing traditional ritual.

It was time to celebrate victory, learnings and birthday of Gopal. Music began, everyone was set with jolly mood, to forget the world around, to enjoy and to dance like no one is watching. Latter children were served with evening tea.

We bounced back to field, it was time for more games -- more fun. 'Toss the ball', 'Frog jump race' & 'Blind fold chase'. Members grouped with children to form teams. Creativity was put to test when children were asked to name their teams. "PK", "D's team" and many more funky names came up. Mr. Hemant Gupta took the responsibility to judge. Hooting, supporting and leg pulling chants echoed loud under the calm blue dome. D's team concluded to be champion with overall best performance.

Gopal's favourite Maakhan was distributed among little Kanhaiyas and their care taker.

Coming towards end, we accumulated memories, fun & smiles shared and alot of learnings. It is truly said, nobody actually have a pure heart like a child.

'बच्चे भगवान का रूप होते है |'


**Special thanks  to Members of AnantAman SWS :-
Hitesh Bhawnani,
Atul Dwivedi,
Moniya Yadav,
Ankit Tiwari,
Mayank Joshi,
Shubham Jain,
Tanya Daga,
Deepanshi Saxena,
Arjun (volunteer),
Aman Navin,
Hemant Gupta.

Report by :- Tanya Daga & Umang Daga

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