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Sunday, 10 September 2017

Love Jatao to our Grandparents

Hello Readers!
This is the 10th September! ‘Grandparents Day!’ This day (first Sunday after Labors Day (First Monday) in September) is celebrated by Americans as the National Grandparents Day in U.S.A. I am a proud Indian but we all the people have or had grandparents. So I wish to write a blog post and dedicate it to my grandparents.

“A grandparent is someone with silver in their hair and gold in their heart”

I am born in underprivileged middle class family at my native village Barbaspura (near Kachewani Railway St.) in Tirora tehsil in Bhandara (now in Gondia) district in Maharashtra, India. While growing as a child; I was closed to my both grandparents. I could not spend such a long period with my paternal grandparents. But I remember those cherished memories whenever we have spent the time together. So, let me recall some memories with my grandparents on the National Grandparents Day. Before going ahead I would like to mention that this particular blog post is my little effort to tribute and express my love for my both (paternal & maternal) grandparents.


My Paternal Grandmother (Aaji):-

I don’t remember even face of my grandmother (Aaji) whose name was Anjana aka Maina. As my relatives told me that I was playing a tambourine when she was died. No! I wasn’t playing the instrument for fun or enjoyment; I was just a little kid when she passed away. But I can describe a lot about my paternal grandfather.



My Paternal Grandfather (Aajoba):-

My paternal grandfather’s name was Raghoba who lived his last life as a paralytic for the long seventeen years! He was able to speak very few words due to paralysis. I remember those words- Raju (my nickname) which was easy for him to call me, Janabai (my aunty), Soonbai  (his daughter-in-law means my mother), Dasrath (corrupt form of my father’s name Dasharath) and few more names of our neighbors in native village. I remember that how he was flapping a string of toowal’s cradle tied to a bed for my little brother’s sleep. My grandfather was smoking beedis in that period. I remember, once he had asked me to bring lightened beedi; and I too had breathed a smoke in my childhood. That was my first attempt of smoking! hahaha!!Lol!! My father (Babuji) remembers several times that how my grandpa was careful about his son (my father). He says, one day his father had told him that his right body part was paining and on the very same day right part of my grandfather’s body became paralytic. Though I do not have so much cherished memories with him; my father shares so many interesting memories he has in his mind and heart.
My Family Photo captured at our Home in Barbaspura. My Aunt, I am on my Father’s waist and my younger brother Vivek on my Mother’s waist from Left to right.  My paternal grandfather in center.
My Family Photo captured at our Home in Barbaspura.
My Aunt, I am on my Father’s waist and my younger brother Vivek on my Mother’s waist from Left to right. 
My paternal grandfather in center.
I wrote in my so many older blog posts that I took my primary education at my maternal grandparents’ village in Z.P. Purva Madhyamik Shala Indora Khurd (Nimgaon). I remember that I was doing something inventing (?) with our bicycle and a hammer in my childhood. I think that I was studying in std. II at that time when a native neighbor on 5 minutes distance from our paternal house named Pramod Lichade came by bicycle and told me to pack a bag immediately. I packed my bag and sat behind him on career of his bicycle and reached at our home. My grandfather was on the death’s door in serious condition when I met and saw him the last time and later he passed away on the very same day in 1998. In that era, there were no telephones and mobile phones unlike today; everyone has to communicate or to send a message. A message of my grandfather’s demise could not deliver to his only son (my father) even after so many efforts. My father is a government servant, who was serving as a primary teacher in Jalna district at that time. He could not join us for funeral rites of his father; so I fulfilled all obsequies on my grandfather’s extinct body on behalf of my Babuji.
According to genetics, grandparents’ 25 percent hereditary characteristics and virtues transfer to grandchildren by heredity. Today I am just 26 running, but toes of my right foot pain several times as paralytic body does! May God mercy on me but I am very scared of paralysis as my grandfather had the decease!


My Maternal Grandfather (Babaji / Bahaji):-

As I have mentioned above I learnt my pre-primary (Balwadi / Anganwadi), and primary education (Std. I-II½ and III½-VI) at my maternal grandparents’ village. My grandfather Dr. Sukhdeo A. Rewatkar was a popular doctor in his village Indora Khurd (Nimgaon) and villages nearby. I was calling my maternal grandfather ‘Bahaji’ (corrupt form of Babaji’.) He had big interest and good knowledge of politics. I remember, how I was often going to his clinic or in market square (‘Bazaar Chauk’) in my school’s recess for coin of rupee or two rupees. He had six grandsons (we two brothers and my four cousins) at that time (now I have six cousins); but I was an ‘apple of his eyes’ as I was his daughter’s son and eldest among all grandsons, so he loved me a lot. My father proudly tells others about my stage daring and oratory skill. Yeah! I have a good stage daring and oratory skill; but I look it as an influence of my maternal grandfather’s speeches. He too was a good orator which skills transferred to me by my observation and his influence. Really there is so much influence of my maternal grandfather on my oratory skill.
My Maternal grandfather Dr. S. A. Rewatkar
My Maternal grandfather Dr. S. A. Rewatkar
When I decided to leave Indora after VI std. and go with my family in Jalna district for VII std. education. My grandfather had personally dropped me to bus-stop in Indora. At that time anyone could notice tears brimmed in his eyes in thought of my separation. I remember very well, I was in my room at Ramtek preparing for assembly of my DTEd college on 05th March, 2010. That was a black day for me. My phone rang on that morning, when I picked up the phone and received a call; I was SHOCKED after hearing voice from second end. My grandfather was no more! He passed away suddenly! Tears gathered once again in my eyes now while writing this paragraph. I can’t scribble much more about him now. If you read this paragraph with emotions and feel, I think it’s enough to reach you what I want to convey.
At the end of this paragraph I would like to share a Marathi poem written by myself and dedicated to him on fourteenth day (Chaudawi) after his premature death.


श्रद्धांजली वाहतो, सुखदेवा

श्रद्धांजली वाहतो, सुखदेवा
होता गरीबांचा, तूची मसीहा

रुग्णांशी नेहमी तू, बाळगली प्रिती
धन्द्यासोबत कायम, ठेवली राजनीती
मनोभावे रुग्णांची, केली रे सेवा

तुझ्या दवाखान्यात, श्रीमंत येती
गरीब रोगी हासत, घराशी जाती
रुग्णांना तुझे, एकच म्हणणे
आज नाही तर, उदयाला देवा

वाटले नव्हते, लवकर जाईल
तुला काळ इतक्या, लवकर नेईल
आठवण राहील, काळ्या दिवसाची
पाच मार्च दोन, हजार दहा


My Maternal Grandmother(Mothi Aai):-

My Maternal Grandmother
My Maternal Grandmother
My maternal grandmother’s name was Nausalya / Nausala. She protected me every time whenever I gone through obstacles in my childhood. I will remember my maternal grandmother (Mothi Aai) for her riddles and puzzles she asked me to solve in my childhood. I wish if I could collect and write those riddles in a diary. My grandmother too left all of us alone and passed away prematurely on dated 12th January, 2015.




Both my paternal as well as maternal grandparents are not alive  today to read/hear my words which I scribbled in their memory in this blog post today. I wish they had to be alive to listen/read this post! Anyway who can change the God’s destiny? I hope they are reading my each word from the heaven and are blessing us from there. Both my maternal grandparents had an intense desire to see my (at least their elder grandson’s) marriage, wife and children (their great-grandchildren) but their desires could not be fulfilled as they passed away very early as no one expected. I hope they would see all those scenes they desired from heaven and will shower blessings on us from there at the right time.
Anyway these were my cherished memories with my grandparents.



Today, I wish if I could spend the time with them and take selfies on the occasion of Grandparents day. I wish if I could bring them back but I can’t. I wish if I could express my love (#LoveJatao) to my grandparents. Today I really miss my grandparents. Because Grandparents are epitome of unconditional appetite for love and unending tolerance for mischief! They bring joy to our life with their beaming smiles and hugs. Unfortunately, the busy life that we live today, makes it difficult to spend as much time with our grandparents as we would have liked.
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Fortunately, we have Grandparents day today on September 10, 2017 so  let’s #LoveJatao and make this day a special one.

Thank you very much for reading this blog post!!
I look forward to hear from you how would you celebrate Grandparents Day or how did you celebrate?. Do share a selfie with your grandparents on Sept. 10, 2017 on Twitter or Facebook with #LoveJatao & tag @blogadda to win a goodie from Parachute Advansed.


  •  Note:- This blog post has been written for #LoveJatao Activity on BlogAdda in association with Marico.
  • This blog post is dedicated to my grandparents on the occasion of Grandparents Day on 10th September 2017.
  • © This blog post and mentioned poems’ copyrights are reserved with author/blogger/poet Rajesh D. Hajare ©RDH Sir.


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Thursday, 17 August 2017

Love in a relationship! (Guest post by Ankit Kumar)

Welcome to BookLysis. Today I am sharing blog post by one of team members of this blog and a guest author Mr. Ankit Kumar:


Love in a relationship!

- Ankit Kumar Malode
What do you think of love? Is it two sided always?

Well, for start I must tell you every person has its own definition. We are reading writers from so much time writing on love and every one of them has their own thoughts to describe love, I have mine. Love is nothing but a feeling of togetherness, a feeling of trust, a feeling we all crave for. I just gave you the answer of my first question, now about second question.

Is love two sided always? There are many possibilities that you love someone and they don’t love you back but not always. Now getting back to my definition if you love someone you must want to be with him/her, you trust him/her and you can do anything to make that person happy. But if that person doesn’t love you back that means either they don’t want to be with you or they don’t trust you.

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Now, apart from these two forms of love we have another form which got very common in recent time, it’s called 'Friend zone'. The thing about friend zone is they love each other but don’t want to be together, although they are together. Confused? Well everybody is, apart from the person who friend zoned. This is the only relationship in the world which never lasts. There is a stage in life when we think of a person to stay with us in every situation whether its good or bad, we think of a person to take care of us because of our busy schedule and moreover a person to love in a way no one else can. Okay I’m talking about boyfriend and girlfriend; every boy eventually falls for a girl and every girl for a boy. 

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Let’s suppose a person escaped friend zone somehow, now he has love of his life but does this love worth it. They are in a relationship which is not stable maybe it will in future, but they have to go through its consequences. Consequences which tests them on the basis of trust. Maybe they have fight, maybe they have different opinion on something but the only thing which makes this relation work is love.


There are fights in every relationship and its healthy because it shows how much other person loves you, how much he/she cares for you. But if you have someone special in your life you know that whatever happens this person never going to leave me, you have someone to talk to, you have someone to share your problems which you can’t share with your family.

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Relationships are important because they keep your faith in love, that special person in your life can make your life even more beautiful.
Love has no types all relations have love and they all meant same, togetherness, care, happiness and trust.

Read more about relations in Ankit Kumar's upcoming book 'Dreamy Hearts'.
Till then read this beautiful journey which changed a boy’s life in his book 'A Trip To Maharashtra'.

NOTE: This post is written by our guest author Mr. Ankit Kumar. He would love to know your thoughts on this topic in the comment box. You can suggest him any social topic to write on by dropping a mail at ankitk090@gmail.com.


Sunday, 13 August 2017

Happy Birthday to the best sister in the world.

Hello readers,
I know that you are missing my blog posts now-a-days. Actually, I am busy these days, that’s the reason I am finding difficult to post blog posts; otherwise I have so much to talk to you and speak about several topics! I could not share even a good news with you… Yes! Good News! Wait… I tell you… I got a job… Yes! I work as an assistant English teacher in Abhinav Vidya Mandir Primary School Rondha (Salekasa). No, I won’t bore you now. Let me come to the reason why I am posting this blogpost.
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Did you notice today’s date? It’s 13th August 2017. I know that you do know the date… then? What’s new? What’s important today? Oh! You too forgot? Okay! Let me remind you… It’s 13th August- the 26th birthday of my sister. Actually, this post is not for you but for my sister. I don’t know whether she browses my website or not but if she does then it’s for you my sister… And if she doesn’t know about my blogging activities; then this blogpost is my little effort to let her, my friends and my fellow readers know that this unlucky brother has not forgotten his dearest sister even today, after around six years. Our relation is not made for forgetting. I don’t make relations which can be forgotten so easily. Even today, my sister’s place is reserved there somewhere in a special corner of her rejected brother’s heart. My sister’s reserved place cannot be replaced by anyone inside my heart. She is one of the most special persons in my life. My sister and her memories are most beautiful gifts of god to me.

Recently we Indians have celebrated ‘Rakshabandhan’ one of the auspicious festival to strengthen the bond between brother and sister. I pray for my sister every day. But wrist of my hand is still empty without her. Everyone asks me the reason behind my sacrifice of celebrating Rakshabandhan. But what do I tell them? Should I tell them that my sister does not send me a Rakhi or even greet me on any occasion? No! How can I say that? Who knows my sister too might remember my name as someone had (still do) call her a sister… I will celebrate Rakshabandhan only when I will receive a call for greeting or a Rakhi from my lovely sister.

Today is my sister’s birthday. I don’t know her personal contact number but I have to admit that I know the landline number of my sister’s mom and dad. Now you may call me a coward but I didn’t try to speak just because I don’t wish to bother my sister or her family. I don’t want to be a reason of her sadness. But I do give a miss call as a symbol of my wish and prayers for my sister’s happy and long life. I promise myself that I will keep aside my cowardness and I would try to hold the ring until someone pick up the phone, who knows my sister herself would be on line from the other end; but I can’t gather courage to pick up the phone and wait until the bell rings after dialing her telephone number. Ultimate reason of my cowardness is I just don’t wish to bother my sister or her family. Today, again I am thinking to greet her or send my wishes to my sister through her parents, but I am worried of negative impact after my only attempt for positive effect. My destiny never supports what I meant to do and it does the contrast.
In last six years from the day I met my sister last time (I wish, I could call that meeting as ‘previous’), there is not passed a single day, when I didn’t miss her. I remember and pray for my sister every day.

Lastly, I just hope that my dear sister might read this blog post. I miss my sister… If she is reading this… I am wishing for just a single call, I just want to pick up my phone and say you ‘Happy Birthday sister’. I just want to buy or make a birthday greeting card and send that to your postal address. I just want to wish you Happy Birthday. I just want to pray the Allah- the only almighty to keep my sister healthy and wealthy. May the almighty bless my sister a very happy and long life.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER

Wish You A Very Happy Birthday

-Rajesh D. Hajare
(a brother)



Saturday, 29 April 2017

जागतिक नृत्य दिन विशेष: इथे रोजच तालावर नाचावे लागते! (Guest Post by अनिल जाधव)

आज २९ सप्टेंबर! जागतिक नृत्य दिन! त्यानिमित्त सादर करत आहोत आजचे अतिथी लेखक मा. श्री अनिल जाधव शिरपूरकर सरांचा जागतिक नृत्य दिन विशेष लेख: "इथे रोजच तालावर नाचावे लागते!"

"इथे रोजच तालावर नाचावे लागते!"
अतिथी लेखक: श्री अनिल जाधव शिरपूरकर
Jean Georges Noverre (Image Source: Wikipedia)आज दिनांक २९ एप्रिल! जागतिक नृत्य दिन!आधुनिक बॅलेचा जनक, जीन जॉर्जेस नोव्हेर यांचा हा जन्मदिन! त्यांच्या स्मृतीप्रित्यर्थ हा दिन जगभरात "जागतिक नृत्य दिन" म्हणून साजरा केला जातो.

Tuesday, 18 April 2017

Celebrating my Silver Jubilee Birthday

Dear Readers,

I, once again welcome all of you to read my blogpost on my birthday. Today 18th April 2017. This is my 25th birthday! OMG! 25th! It’s my silver jubilee birthday!
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I am aware that I have been very irregular on my posts recently but let me assure that my passion towards blogging has not faded or please do not feel, I am not serious about the blogging. Well! The truth is I am revamping, redesigning and resetting my blog and website. The fresh look of my blog will be launched very soon.

Friday, 14 April 2017

डॉ. बाबासाहेब आंबेडकर - अल्पपरिचय व जीवनदर्शन व कार्य

अल्प परिचय
डॉ. बाबासाहेब आंबेडकर (स्त्रोत: WikiPedia.org)

  • नाव: भीमराव रामजी आंबेडकर
  • जन्म: 14 एप्रिल 1891
  • जन्मस्थळ: महु (मध्यप्रदेश)
  • मुळ गाव: मु. आंबवडे ता. मंडणगढ जि. रत्नागिरी (महाराष्ट्र)
  • परिवर्तीत नाव: बाबासाहेब आंबेडकर
  • मुळ धर्म: हिंदू
  • परिवर्तीत धर्म: बौद्ध
  • मुळ आडनाव: सपकाळ, आंबवडेकर
  • परिवर्तीत आडनाव: आंबेडकर
  • आईचे नाव: भीमाबाई/भीमाई
  • घरी प्रचलित नाव: भीवा
  • जात: महार
  • पहिले गुरू: भगवान गौतम बुद्ध 
  • दुसरे गुरू: संत कबीर 
  • तिसरे गुरू: महात्मा जोतिबा फुले 

Wednesday, 1 March 2017

FINDING JULIET - Can a Geek ever find Love? by TOFFEE : 4.85 of 5* to Romantic novel on Love, lust & Life!

  • 1619th Day
  • 161st  Blog post
  • 31st Book Review (BookLysis):
  • FIRST BLOGPOST & BOOKLYSIS OF 2017


Hello friends!
After a long gap; I am back with one more Book Review!
Today I am going to share my views on Finding Juliet by Toffee.

Title & Cover:    

Front Cover of finding Juliet by Toffee (BookLysis)Finding Juliet is indeed an attractive title which reminds me of Romeo and Juliet  by William Shakespeare and Finding Juliet  by Frank Sennett, but there is no direct correlation as such with this new book. This book was first published as a digital book on Juggernaut online application and later published by Srishti Publishers in paperback format. This is my fourth book review of the book published by Srishti Publishers. The beautiful cover of Finding Juliet is designed by Wasim Helal. A guy is portrayed in the witty pose. The book asks readers “Can a Geek ever find love?” This question can be considered as the subtitle of the novel.

Tuesday, 27 December 2016

THE 3 WISE MONKEYS by Jeet Gian - Indeed a masterpiece (Review)

  • Day: 1555
  • Blog Post: 160
  • BookLysis (Book Review): 29

I recently read the novel “The Three Wise Monkeys” by Jeet Gian™. This is the second novel from Frog Books (an imprint of Leadstart Publishing) and is being reviewed on BookLysis. Before sharing my opinion on the book, I would like to thank my reviewer friend Surbhi Sareen for recommending such a wonderful novel.

Thursday, 22 December 2016

BookLysis of "I'm not a betrayer" by Sonam Gupta (Book Review: 4/5*)

  • Blog Post: 159
  • Book Review (BookLysis): 28
  • Day: 1550

Who doesn’t know Sonam Gupta? Every one of you might have heard her name or you might have made fun and memes on her, you might consider her betrayer but do you know the truth behind those memes? I recently read her story- yes the story titled I’m not a Betrayer by Sonam Gupta. Yes- The Sonam Gupta who herself claims to be the same victim whose name is being maligned these days by the media. Let me share my experience after going through her story.

Friday, 16 December 2016

"My image was ruined by social media"- Sonam Gupta says in the interview

  • 158th --> Blog Post:
  • 1544th --> Day

Dear  friends! We all are familiar with Sonam Gupta, who is trending on social media these days. Though, Sonam’s life resembles a two-sided coin. We all are aware of the views of social sites about her. But this interview reveals the other side. Sonam talks to us about her personal life in this interview.
  • Que: Hello Sonam, most of the people already know you through the memes created on your name. But I would like you to introduce yourself first.
  • Sonam Gupta: I am a small town girl from a middle-class family with little desires and dreams to win the world. I have a small family with parents and a younger sister. I do teach children to make a living. I’m a person of principles, emotions, and morality.