New year @2017

Knock knock ,Bell bell ,and Ting tong.

A new year is here at the door. A very sudden transition from 2016 to 2017. For me it started before the due date. Actually it was a pretty interesting the way it started;it started with the poem on the new year.

The name of the poem was “Naya Saal” by Master Manto.

This year also it started with the lot of crackers in the air, but with some suprises like next day was a holiday, and also continuing of India’s rubbish denomitization drama.


The new year for a common man was to be in a long queue at ATMS.

It puts me in a thought of – is it a celebration or a misery?

Day before new year my anticipation was to sleep early and wake up early; to make my life disciplined to follow my new resolutions with enthusiasm and determination.


I think in India or other countries celebrations have different meaning, concept and colour.

celebrations on what?failures, success or achievements.

In India celebrations took ugly look of vulgarity such as groping the girls, passing abusive and slang comment on girls.

Turns the so called “ache din(good times)” into “buray din(miserable times)” .

Although the new year sans celebration still would be a new year, but the real celebration would be if you make your life disciplined, set new positive goals which are ready to be onboarded.


I pray this year will bring happiness and joy in our lives. We regain our lost creative confidence and start be innovative. Be a part of the new evolution i.e. technology. I pray my native(Indian Occupied Kashmir) as well other places which are under occupation and oppression gets freedom. Everyone’s dreams gets fulfilled . I want to end with this quote of Maulana Rumi (R.A)

“Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.”

I hope everyone from quote will try to reflect, ponder and see what they are made for, and try to focus on that and yield a great results.”

In sha Allah!

Bangalore