Official Fears…

Whenever I think of visiting any Government office for any official work, really my stomach and my whole body develop some unknown pain and shivering. Why? From the childhood itself the office premises have created some amazing terror in my mind. My youngest brother’s request for my signature in one of his family documents really brought my nerves to a standstill. The reason is that my brother wants me to sign the document in the Sub-Registrar’s office and that also in front of the officer. After hearing this request my sleep took farewell from me and I am spending sleepless nights now a days. Before a few months I had to go to Mamladhar’s Office for obtaining the voter I-D Card. The whole previous day of this special day was spent in confusion and terror. I could not do any work with comfort. I developed such a fear in my belly like a accused going to Police Station or Jail.

Even after my long and constant search I could not find out the reason for my this official fear about the Government officers.
People say the Government office works take a long time for finishing.


One has to stand in the queue for a long time to get his or her turn to approach the officer. The officers demand so many documents and identities and their talk itself create terrific fear in our mind. One hopeless and uncertain feeling is created in our mind on seeing the unending long queues and crowds and the official confusing talks of the Government Officers. In my mind the State Government officers have taken the place of Gods or Heroes.

Whenever I stand in a Government office crowd for any work, my prayers are very seriously and even to the extent of thinking that the officer should shower his mercy over me and should bless me with his precious help.

When will people begin to give up their fears of the government officers and the government servants? Soon the present situation will get changed, the society will begin to see Government offices with friendly feeling and our works also will be finished quickly in Government offices.

The sluggishness, the slow movement and indifferent atmosphere of the Government offices and the employees will disappear. Fast moving, serious work culture will arrive in all the government offices.

The Sub-Registrar office fear has created such a tension in my mind that I forget about my brother but think only about the signature giving task of that day. I pray to God for a positive change.

Ritu Iyer,


Thrilling Trains

Travelling in train is undoubtedly a thrilling and enjoyable experience. I am fond of trains. To tell frankly I am fond of railway stations. I like to watch the speedily moving passengers of railway stations by sitting silently in the platform seats. I really forget my worries, pains and troubles when I silently watch the railway stations movements and the running passengers. When I see the entering and leaving trains and hear the thundering sounds, my heart feels one peculiar excitement. I really mingle with all the things connected to the trains and railway stations. Last week I visited our city Rajkot’s railway station to give a nice send-off to our relatives.
My train travel experiences are mixed ones. Some are happy and others are quarrelsome. But one train journey i really created indelible shocking experience and memory of my life. This unhappy experience and incident of jumping out of the train in the wrong side of the platform of our railway station happened when I was returning to Rajkot from Pilgrim city Dwarka in Okha- Gorakhpur express. That time was Deepawali festival time and the labourers who were from northern- India states and were working in Gujarat’s Saurashtra region were in their hurry  and worry of reaching their native places using this train. As nearly 400 labourers tried to enter in the unreserved compartment in which I was travelling one very dangerous stampede like situation arose and we could not get down in our Rajkot station. This stampede like situation was in our Rajkot station. So, to  get down of the train we had to jump in the wrong side of the platform because the labourers who were trying hard to get into the train did not allow us to get down in our platform.


The noise of train or the sound of train, the crowd of railway station, the eateries and food stalls of the railway station, the passenger’s hurry, even the workers and the officers and waiting room of the railway station, all are my dearest things.
One shocking thing I noticed when I went to send – off my relatives last week was the cleanliness of the railway stations and the railway tracks. Yes, even the railway tracks were perfectly clean.

Thank you, Mr. Suresh Prabhu, our Railway Minister for this tremendous achievement of making our railway tracks clean ones. Now days, whenever I visit railway station, our Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi occupies my thoughts. Our Prime Minister has a strong connection and attachment with railway stations and trains as a Tea Seller boy in his Childhood days. He himself has said this truth so many times. From Railway station to Red Fort!

I came to know of one highly shocking and praiseworthy truth about our railways in the year 2014 and in the month August. That truth is that in his childhood days and schooldays the Railways remained as the integral part of our beloved Prime Minister Of India Mr. Narendra Modi.
Do you know what kind of feeling I got on bearing this truth? My faith and Respect towards Railway Station increased to so many times. I am highly Impressed by the simplicity, honesty, service mindedness and humanity of our Prime Minister.

If Railways Station and trains remained as a part of our PM Modi’s  Life, I feel strongly that railway station and trains now seem to be the identities of one’s hard work, honesty and ambitions, Now I only think of our Prime Minister when I am standing in the railway station seeing the trains. Railway station looks like a “Karmayogi”. Trains are doing their selfless service to the society. Train leave the passengers and they take new passengers for leaving them in another place. I feel much respect towards the tea seller and all other working staff in the station due to their selfless service to the society.

Once when I was travelling in a long distance train, one tea seller young boy unknowingly poured hot tea over my lap and I did a heavy serious quarrel with him. Even my co passengers scolded him for his careless mistake. From then, I developed one kind of fear and hatred towards them.

But now my thinking has got transformed drastically. Now I am seeing them as Service minded people of the society. Without the tea seller, how can we get a hot tea or coffee in a running train in the cold mornings and rainy days?

I have one wish or dream. What is that? I belong to one very  small village of South India. Now I am in Rajkot city which is the commercial centre and capital of Saurashtra region of Gujarat. The railway department should reach this transport facility to even the remotest villages of our nation and almost all the cities and all the villages should have railway station and train travel comfort.

The train should be made the national vehicle or national travelling Machine of India and all the villages should have this facility.

I never want to leave the Railway Station. Trains are my Favourite vehicle.

So Indian Railways are the symbol of Honesty, Hard work, Selflessness and Impartially caring Motherhood. With these thoughts in my Mind I left Rajkot Railway station. My heart was heavy because I never want to go home from the Railway Station.

Ritu Iyer,

Faithful Friendly Fences…

Whenever I see the word Fence, I at once remember my vast garden which is badly in need of a fence. Fence is a must for any field or garden to keep the stray animals and intruders away from them. My frequent requests for a nice fence for my beautiful garden went unheard by one and all. When I think of the fence being built in our Nation’s Border between our land and neighbourhood country’s land area, I strongly feel that fencing of our Nation’s all the borders is a must.

In the poem “Mending Walls” the poet Robert Frost says,” Good Fences Make Good Neighbours.” I feel Robert Frost is correct in saying this.
Recently in “The Times Of India” the word I again and again noted in the “European Refugee Crisis” is Fence and Fencing the Borders. Fencing the borders of 28 European Countries was the constant talk in Europe during the Refugee Crisis. I got shocked to see the Pitiable, sympathetic conditions of Fenceless European Countries. Can we Create fencing between two Countries when they are parted not with a land area but with water and ocean or rivers? Yes, says USA’ s Navy Experts. Now a days in American Navy a new but highly useful research is going on about the highly sophisticated technology for creating strong, impenetrable fencing between the nation’s which have common waters between them. So really my friend, in my life fence is the one and the only word without thinking of which and without pronouncing of which I can’t spend my day.

In my final talk I request our India’s Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi to take seriously American Poet Robert Frost ‘s  Saying,
“Good Fencing makes Good Neighbours” and request our PM to fence India Strongly in his period as PM. 

My Desire is to fence the field, to fence the garden, to fence the country and to spread Friendship and Fun.

Ritu Iyer

Ignite The Fire Inside You…

Six people, one room and an empty corridor was the place where my journey of self realization and journey of a beautiful experience started. The room was moist; hardly was it an audible place. The sound of the constant rotating fan almost absorbed each and every sound that was generated inside the room. There sat our lecturer in front of us. She was teaching us Electronics subject. It so happened that instead of 22 people there were only five people present for the lecture. It was an obvious occurrence in our college after holidays. The lecturer could not start with the usual course as the class strength was weak. After some primary teaching, we still had an hour to spend. Few glances, few futile talks and then lecturer came upon a question of our future plan.

The other four shared their views about their future. Quite confident they sounded through their talks. They were so dedicated and well planned for their future. The turn came to me. The lecturer asked me about my future plans. I, with a little nervousness told about my future plans. I told her that I want to be an Entrepreneur. Doesn’t that sound great as a future plan? Ya, it does. She asked about my progress towards my dream. She asked me whether I Know the Important things needed to establish a business. I shared few which I knew and later I told her that I haven’t explored much about it. She asked me” If you are not going to do it now then When. You are doing your Studies in a particular field right now. And after Two years would you go out and explore the Field. Is that what you mean? Whatever you want to do you should be planning about it from now. You should know about it from now. You should plan properly. And Entrepreneurship is a big task. You should know what you want to do and must work upon it.” I gave a thought to it.

It was quite easier for me to say my dreams inside the four walls and in front of five people who were there to listen to me. It is quite easier. But outside the walls if I am not working towards my dreams then there are thousand mouths waiting to insult me, to fail me, to speak ill of me, to say that my dreams were just high talks and nothing else, to joke upon my dreams, my aspirations and my life.

Would I allow that? That totally depends on my present action. I can’t allow people doubt my dreams. I am not doing this to show someone but to prove that I Am Born for A Purpose and I won’t Die without achieving it.

Well this experience thought me two things:

Your Happiness is totally in your Hands.

And the Second,

Keep The Fire Burning inside you. And never let yourself be the victim of the circumstances. Go dream and convert it into a beautiful reality and truth of your life.





Is Life The Entry Gate Of Friendship?

Fame is a food that dead men eat,-
I have no stomach for such meat.
In little light and narrow room,
They eat it in the silent tomb,
With no kind voice of comrade near
To bid the banquet be of cheer.

But Friendship is a nobler thing,-
Of Friendship it is good to sing.
For truly, when a man shall end,
He lives in memory of his friend,
Who doth his better part recall,
And of his faults make funeral.

Henry Austin Dobson



What impart I delivered from this poem? Praises and fame are heaped over the humans only after his death.

In the Cases of Majority of people especially famous people, the food of fame is not possible during their life time. If fame is considered as a food in most cases, it is supplied to the men only after his death, so fame is dead Men’s Food. During their life time, they are supplied criticisms and scolding as food. As fame is the food which people supply to a man after his death, the man has to take it in his small cabin of tomb and that also alone. No companionship at all. In solitude and loneliness the dead man has to eat the food fame which is given to him by the society.


The poet has compared fame and friendship. Friendship is really a highly adorable and nobler thing. We live in the hearts and memories of our friends even after our death. Like fame it is not supplied to us in our tomb after the death and we are not destined to eat that food of friendship alone in our tomb. Instead, friendship reaches us when we are alive. It lives in this world even after us. And our friends eat this precious food of friendship even when they are alive. So , friendship is not the food which the dead Man only eat  like fame. Instead, friendship is the food which the living men eat in companionship and in group. What a nice and touching comparison between fame and friendship the poet has made in this poem. I will remember this poem forever in my life.



Ritu Iyer

The Precious Boon Of Planet Earth-Water

Whenever I see Ocean which is fully filled up with water even though the water is highly salty I feel very very  Happy. Ocean is my weakness and a favorite. I always feel my heart light and pleasant whenever I see myself in the seashores and riverbeds. Rivers, Waterfalls, lakes, streams all give the Pleasure of water. In our Universe our Earth is the one and the only lucky planet which has been blessed with water. Rain is the supplier of water all over the world. Rainy Water preservation and Protection is the important issue all over the world.


In other planets like Mars, Moon, etc you can’t see even a drop of water. No water remained signs even you can see there. So we should thank god for his grateful deed of providing water to our earth. I daily Pray to God that very soon all the other Planets of our galaxy should have both drinkable and usable water and oceans in their land. Is No Life Without Air There And Without Water there is No survival at all. Undoubtedly water is an unique wonder of this earth. India’s Prime Minister Mr.Narendra Modi in all His Monthly Radio Program“Mann Ki Baat” surely gives a few Minutes talk for water and it’s savings. Let Me pray to God For more and more water for Earth and other planets also.



Ritu Iyer

Is Life A Struggle For One And All?

My Adamant reply is definitely a “Yes”. Yes, Life is a struggle for all. Without struggle We Can’t move forward in our long life and we can’t move the life also. Life is not an easy Task but is a struggling one. Even for a very Small Child it has to struggle a lot in its own way to speak, to understand our talks. When the tiny little Child’s walking time comes, it really has to struggle a lot to take a few steps with support but using its tiny little, soft legs. After this Struggle it has to struggle a lot on its own to walk without support and to run so if for a tiny child life is a struggle then what about us who are grown up human beings who have innumerable responsibilities and duties which are to be finished in our span of Life time.

Now, Let Me say A few Words of the word Struggle,


The original meaning of the word Struggle is to suffer a lot or take pain to meet our goals. To obtain success in our ambition or mission we have to struggle a lot. After a lots of struggle we get the positive result which is highly sweet. India’s Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi’s struggle in the months of 2014 before the Parliamentary  elections really gave him the sweet fruit of victory and he became India’s Prime Minister. So Struggle is the part and Parcel of our life to obtain our desires. Whenever I hear the word Struggle I remember India’s  Father Mahatma Gandhi Whose freedom struggle brought country India the Independence. So we must learn to take all the struggles of our life easily if we have to taste the grand success with 100% Happiness.


Ritu Iyer


Shower Of Love

On my Birthday On 10th June My Mother Shared her Blessings With Me With This Small Letter. I Am Thankful to You My Mother For This.
“Today Is My twin children’s Happy Birthday. I convey my best wishes and hearty blessings to my twin children. I pray to God for the Happiness, Health and success in their life. On the Rainy Day(Heavy Rain) 10-06-1998 I brought them into this World after taking a great Struggle. World’s Each and Every mother takes this Struggle of Creation when they bring a new human-being to this world. So Mother is called the Creator (i.e.,)Janani.
Today I bring into my memory those sweet memories of my twin children’s childhood days and pray to God once again for their happy and long life.”
Ritu Iyer

Shor: A Journey towards The Reality Called Life


On Sunday I got A beautiful chance to watch an old Hindi Movie. The movie was released in the year 1972. The movie is Titled “ Shor (Noise)” (Here,The word Shor is an Hindi Word).After watching the movie I Found it so heart touching that I Thought to share my thoughts and my ideas about the movie with all.
Neither a Spicy movie of that era nor it is a romantic love story of two love birds trying to get united. It is a movie which depicts the pure love between a Father and Son. A movie which describes the essence of life. A movie which shows all the dimensions of life, which shows you every fauve of life. It talks about Sacrifice, Love, Hard-work, Devotion, Integrity and the Struggle of a Normal man who wishes to fulfil his small but the only Dream of his life. If life had only single dimension then it would have been quite easier to spend the life commanding it to work your way and getting all things done. But this kind of life does not fit into the terms of a fruitful life, an adventures life. But this is just an ideal situation which I have talked about. In practical world this is not the case. Life has innumerable dimensions, undefined terms and unanswerable Questions within itself.
The movie has defines the above thoughts. It can be classified as a short story. The story all of sudden clicked into the mind of Manoj Kumar(Actor) which followed to the discovery of the movie Shor.
The movie talks about the highs and lows of life. Life is not a constant graph; it is a kind of analog Signal which keeps moving up and Down.


Story: The story revolves around the life of a Normal man Shankar (by Manoj Kumar), his wife Geeta (By Nanda) and their Son Deepak. Shankar is a small Mill worker. Even though having a income he manages and tries to keep his family happy. He has unconditional and pure love for his son and wife. But in an accident he loses his wife and his son’s voice. Shankar gets broken down by this incident. He is unable to accept the reality. Then his sole dream becomes to hear his son’s voice. He gets devoted to his dream. Many hurdles come in his path. He tries to get money for his son’s surgery through his mill income but the mill due to high debts gets shut down. He breaks down once more. He visits his village and tries to get money by selling his wife’s ornaments but that too were taken away by his brother in law. His friend Khan Badshah(by Prem Nath) tries to help him with money which gets stolen away by somebody else. After facing these many hurdles he losses hope to get his son voice back.
But after participating in a life threatening competition he finally manages to get the required amount of money for his son’s operation. But after operation he loses his power to listen in an accident. This is the paradox of the Title. A man whose only dream was to listen to his son was now unable hear anything.
The movie is a masterpiece in itself. The movie starts with the title itself. It shows Shankar being in midst of so much noise, but still his life is so silent, so quite. He has no inner peace; he is unable to find happiness in any other thing except his son’s voice. Though he does not shout but still we can listen to his silent cry, his pain. His only dream was to listen to his son’s voice. The Movie has clearly and beautifully described the feelings of a devastated Father’s Pain. Everything is described very beautifully. The struggle to get money for his son’s operation comes as the most difficult test of his life. His struggle to get back his son’s speech is very painful. And the time comes in his life where his dream is about to reach it’s destination. At this point of time he forgets the rest of the world and is totally engrossed in the thought of his son’s voice. He is insane about it. He becomes so happy that in that happiness he hurts himself. And this accident again turns his life. He loses his hearing power. He is incapable to bear this pain. The thing for which he was happy will no longer be heard by him. From now he is unable to hear anything. This creates frustration inside him. After passing through this stage comes the point of life where you have to accept the life. But still he is happy that his son’s voice is back. He then asks his son to sing the song which he wanted to listen through his voice. Though now he is unable to listen but his heart to feel his voice.
There is a song in this movie which related to this situation which is in Hindi:
“Kuch Pakar Khona Hai, Kuch Khokar Pana Hai”
This means,
“Gain something by losing something , lose something and you gain something”
You gain something in life only by losing something. Your hard-work, devotion, struggle is needed if you want to gain something.
This movie was a musical journey of Father and son’s life. This is a tale of love between father and his son. In the movie there is a character Rani (by Jaya Bachchan) who loves Shankar and later after Deepak’s Operation Gets married to Shankar. Even her character has been beautifully played by Jayaji. Life can’t always give you a happy Ending to everything. But it is you who can find happiness in every pain too.
The dialogues are extremely well groomed. The acting skills of the leads are too natural. Each and every scene has something to share with you. Each and every scene shares a different kind of pain with the viewers. The acting skills and the story have the power to melt anybody’s heart. The direction is also very excellently done. The production, direction is done by Manoj Kumar.
Shor is a beautiful journey towards the reality of life. It keeps you engaged till the end. In all it’s am excellent journey and an must watch.
The movie gives an excellent message to keep moving on in your life. You can learn a Lot from this movie. The real Essence of Life is Shown in the movie.It is the reason that I really found it an interesting movie. The movie is of the year 1972. I Watched it for the first time and found it so interesting and engaging that I thought to share the movie’s Experience with all.
In the Conclusion I would like to share the moral; the essence,the heart, the feelings of the story through few lines of a song of this movie.Here in this movie too the above situation is described. There is a song in the movie which could define the meaning in a better manner which is in Hindi:
“Jeevan Chalne Ka Naam, Chalto Raho Subah Shaam,
Ke rasta Kat Jayega Mitra, Ke Badal Chad Jayega Mitra,
Ke Dukh se Chup Na Mitra, Ke Ek Pal Rukh Na Mitra”
That Means:

“Life Is The Name Of Moving On, Move On Day And Night,
We Will Pass This Road Too My Friend, The Dark Clouds Will Shed Away My Friend,
Don’t Hide Away From The Struggle and Pain My Friend, Don’t Stop For Even a Moment My Friend”


From Left To right: Jaya Bachachan, Manoj Kumar,Prem Nath




Solace In Death

When British Princess Diana’s unexpected death occurred I was keeping myself in the place of a letter writer of the esteemed English Daily “The Times Of India”. I wrote one small letter about Diana’s cruel death which occurred due to Paparazzi in Paris to The Times of India, Ahemdavad. But the editor did not publish it.
On hearing the death of Princess Diana, I Remembered one touching poem of Mathew Arnold the British poet in which he speaks of the rest of a women takes only after her death. I compared Diana’s busiest, always moving running life with the Life of a busy women whom the poet speaks of and compared the unexpected death and the unending, forever rest to  which Princess Diana reached due to the death  to that rest of the poet’s Women. Frankly, at last Diana went  to peace and rest after only because she was constantly followed, chased and criticised and disturbed all over her life. Diana was not allowed to lead her life with peace and rest. The society and paparazzi, popularity went on disturbing her always and throughout her life and her soul was yearning for peace, rest, happiness and freedom. At last the paparazzi from which she was running to escape caused her running come to an end.




I can’t forgive the World’s media’s bad habit of disturbing and chasing after the celebrities of the World. In Princess Diana’s case the media’s hunger after celebrities culminated in that celebrity’s tragic death. Now before a few months Diana’s son & daughter in-law visited India and my memories about the letter I wrote during Diana’s death to TOI and the poem  which I referred to in that letter came to my mind.
I want to share that impressive, heart touching poem with the readers of this Blog. In that poem the poet brings before our Eyes the Restless, busy life of a powerful, highly popular women who at last gets her long expecting and yearning rest and peace in death. The Society makes the celebrity women’s life moving and running according to the society and media’s selfish popular chasings. Such is the Real life of Princess Diana.
Here is that poem.
Mathew Arnold’s Poem:

Strew on her roses, roses,
And never a spray of yew!
In quite she reposes;
Ah, would that I did too!
Her mirth the world required;
She bathed it in smiles of glee.
But her heart was tired, tired,
And now they let her be.
Her life was turning, turning,
In mazes of heat and sound.
But for peace her soul was yearning,
And now peace laps her round.
Her cabined, ample spirit,
It fluttered and failed for breath.
To-night it doth inherit
The vasty hall of death.

I Strongly feel, Diana Really lived the life the Mathew Arnold’s Poem Requiescat’s  the Poetic women Lived. I can’t forget Princess Diana and The Poem.

Ritu Iyer