Today I had a talk with my elder brother, who had a bigggg collection of comics, from which I got the habit of reading. Suddenly he reminded me of a comic character superhero – Supremo, based on Amitabh Bachchan.
You would ask, Comic book, on a Film star?? Yes!!! The only reason could be, Amitabh Bachchan has had such a huge fan following that a comic book was based on him, where the superstar doubled up as a superhero.
Amitabh Bachchan with his Comic book - Supremo
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The world has been clamoring about the great Indian success story. The youngest entrant into the elite Trillion Dollar Economy club, India will become the youngest nation with an estimated 700 million people under the age of 35 years India in 2025. The distressing aspect however is the overall health scenario that is turning out to be the bane for this same young productive India. India is slowly and steadily acquiring the status of the global chronic disease capital.
निम्नलिखित लेख उस छात्र की कॉपी से लिया गया है, जिसे निबंध लेखन प्रतियोगिता में पहला पुरस्कार मिला है।निबध का विषय था - फ्लाईओवर।
फ्लाईओवर का जीवन में बहुत महत्व है, खास तौर पर इंजीनियरों और ठेकेदारों के जीवन में तो घणा ही महत्व है। एकफ्लाईओवर से न जाने कितनी कोठियां निकल आती हैं। पश्चिम जगत के इंजीनियर भले ही इसे न समझें कि भारत में यहकमाल होता है कि पुल से कोठियां निकल आती हैं और फ्लाईओवर से फार्महाउस।
खैर, फ्लाईओवर से हमें जीवन के कई पाठ मिलते हैं, जैसे बंदा कई बार घुमावदार फ्लाईओवर पर चले, तो पता चलता है किजहां से शुरुआत की थी, वहीं पर पहुंच गए हैं। उदाहरण के लिए ऑल इंडिया इंस्टिट्यूट ऑफ मेडिकल साइंसेज के पास केफ्लाईओवर में बंदा कई बार जहां से शुरू करे, वहीं पहुंच जाता है। वैसे, यह लाइफ का सत्य है, कई बार बरसों चलते -चलते यहपता चलता है कि कहीं पहुंचे ही नहीं।
Only a five year old thinks seeing people get hurt is fun.
Only a five year old thinks seeing people fall and stumble is fun.
Only a five year old thinks piling muck on someone is fun.
Only a five year old thinks piling more muck on a mucky person is fun.
Only a five year old pokes you in the ribs and laughs when you grimace.
Aug 12th was my Mom’s B’day. It was first time I was away from her in her B’day. :-(
HAPPY B”DAY MOM!! (I am still searching Google for the best words to describe you)
Incidentally Amitabh Bachchan’s Mom Mrs. Teji Bachchan’s B’day is also on 12th Aug. He posted this in his blog, n I totally agree!!
She gave me strength when I had lost and fallen. Gave me hope and courage when I was covered in the dust of adversity. Every whack that she bestowed upon my face or hands were not one of anger and resentment, it was an expression of her overwhelming love and concern for me. She gave me style and dignity. She taught me grace and forgiveness. She educated me on the value of my surname. She directed her anger at me when I erred, not because I had erred, but because ‘how could you have erred’. It was almost an anger that took personal responsibility of a mistake done by the other. We all know that the welcome embrace of a friend, a beloved, a senior, an elder is always filled with that special feeling, a sensation we enjoy and relish and feel comfortable with, but we also know that when we put our head by the side of the Mother, or resign our body into the gentleness of her lap, nothing in the world compared or equalled that feeling.
Blessed are they that have felt the presence of a Mother in their lives. Blessed are they that have lent on her for support and succor. Blessed are they that grew fearlessly under the love and affection of the Mother. Blessed are they that had opportunity to get their tears wiped off, by an honest loving companion of confidence in their lives. Blessed are they that were fed by the most gracious hands on food that never tasted better. Blessed are they who had the good fortune of a Mother’s hand on their forehead and the consoling touch of her fingers through their hair. Blessed are they who knew their Mothers knew what no body else would ever know about them, without speaking a word. Blessed are they that could turn to their Mother for decision and opinion on the most complex issues, knowing that the simplicity of her response would be most pragmatic and correct. Blessed are they that could confide to their Mother and know that it would never go out. Blessed are they that knew that when every door was shut in their face, there was one door that would always remain open for them. Blessed are they that had a Mother ~
LOVE YOU AMMA!!
