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Au Revoir Vasant
Vasant Phatak, esquire------------------
It is now 14 years since my brother in law expired. He was a great man not only in our household but in general in his friend circle. He was the first man in our clan to go to USA. He was the first man to become Professional Engineer( PE), working day and night. He rose to be in charge of projects of M/s Stone and Webster at their Nuclear. power stations. It was not easy to become in charge by a non American and that too non white man, in those days. I don’t know why but I remember him every year exactly on Jan 14th. Perhaps it is due to misconception in my mind about his birthday. Somebody told me that his birthday is on 14th January i.e. Sankranti day. But one thing certain that as a man he was great humanitarian and philanthropist. Vasant had the knack to handle men at all levels so he rose to great heights in company hierarchy. He used to work hard and made his colleagues to work hard and at the end of day’s good work he never forgot to pat the back of the co-workers. That is why I say that no manager was as great as Vasant sahib. Vasant worked on various projects of nuclear power plants in USA and all over the world especially in Saudi Arabia and Oman. He sincerely worked with Stone and Webster corp all through his life. Due to his migratory life he ultimately decided to settle down in California. He bought a spacious bungalow in River side, California.
I first met him at Chaphal in India. He was elder brother to my wife Sandhya and she was only sister to two brothers. It appeared that Vasant had lot of clout in Chaphal and he was very much respected in the circle of people there. Even elderly people took care of the words when speaking to Vasant. I had the good fortune to go with him on various excursions. Once the family met me on Dadar station. He was going with his kids, Prashant and Sonal and wife Sheila to Pune. He told me to board the train but I refused. I said that I am prepared to travel with a valid ticket. Besides I was not carrying my bag with clothes and all. Ok, you come by following train. He ordered me. I went to Pune and then we had a wonderful trip of Ambejogai that I will never forget in life. He was very God fearing and pious sort of man. Vasant believed in God so much and he never avoided pilgrimage to holy places. I believe in such a short life, he visited Kashi and Hardwar, the holy places of Hindus. And on every trip he wanted some of his relatives. He was a real family man!
God keep in rest wherever my brother-in-law, Vasant is there. He is no more but his memory is always burning deep inside me. Amol my son doted on his mama and still remembers him. I am proud today because like his mama he has become an Engineer and MS from American university. Vasant definitely must have peace of mind in heaven as his son Prashat became an MD Doctor and his daughter Sonal also became MD Doctor fulfilling his desire. He always felt that somebody in our family should become doctor because his uncle was a doctor. His youngest daughter Anita is walking in the same footsteps. Anita he loved all the more and he was very protective. My salute to this great man, a great humanitarian man and philanthropist. I love you Vasant and your memory I shall cherish always as long I live. -
Hi Baby
My Beautiful Maal,
The other day I told we were sitting on the beach baby. You fondly came in my lap baby and I started to kiss you and caressing you. Then both undressed each other and you were standing in front of me baby, I thrust my hard cock between your legs and lifted you with your breasts clutching with my two hands. You winced with pleasure and gave me your sweet back to kiss. I nibbled your ear lobes and then began kissing your cheeks while you turned around and clutched my cock as he was hanging aimlessly. With warm and soft touch of your hand, he started to nod his head and I was busy caressing your breasts and licking your nipples. I slightly bit your nipples and you again winced with pleasure. Darling, I like to give you pleasure in fact the more the pleasure I give you the more I get back. Then you sat down and began licking the tip of my cock and I held your hair and gave my full cock to you sweetheart. You began sucking him and biting slightly. As you licked his pee holes, it gave me pleasurable sensesation. And my hard rod was on the brink of shooting his load into your mouth. But I checked him and mounted on you baby. i slowly inserted my hard cock in your soft and delicate pussy and you again winced with pleasure. This gave me double strength and I began to fuck you with redoubled vigor. Fuck fuck fuck fuck like machine my cock going on in right earnest. I had fully concentrated on holding your breasts. In fact in the heat of love making I had crushed your delicate breasts and your nipples had become red with my crushing. Baby, what fun they were giving me, your full and erect breasts. Then I mounted on you from behind and it was all the enjoyment. As now I was pumping my fucking machine even more fiercely. At last my cock could not stand it anymore and decided to call it day. He began to shoot his full load into your pussy. I pulled him hastily and thrust him in your sweet mouth. Them you imbibed remaining my cum baby. Then you began to lick my cock and again it gave me pleasurable sensesation like hell. For sometime I was resting that time you continued to lick and suck my cock baby and slowly but surely, he began to respond to the magic of your tongue baby. He then raised his head high and saluted you baby. As if he was begging for more love to you darling.
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Prophesy About World.
Future of mankind from 2001 to 2030-----------------
Gentlemen I am not joking but thirty years of future of mankind is horrific. It is a prophesy propounded by one Swami Dattawdhoota in India. The Swami is seldom seen by human beings and we don’t know if he is living or where he is at present. But this future is published by M/s Vanita Books, Mumbai. In fact the future is from year 2000 to 2300. it is 300 years and this period is selected by the author because it is most turbulent period in human history. The book’s name is Agmyam Vani, meaning incomprehensible utterance or unknown speech. This is written by by a great sage the whereabouts of him are unknown by the publishers. By the language of the book it appears to be written by a simpleton but certainly not the nincompoop. The span of the book is 1998 to 3000 years but I have selected only the first 30 years for obvious reasons. I don’t think anybody would survive beyond year 2030( who is at present 60 years of age). The author has at outset discussed the reasons why prophesy might go wrong. But his reasons are superficial. He has also enumerated some of his prophesies which have turned out to be real. His prophesies about earth-quakes in Indonesia and fires in USA have come true. Similarly his prophesies about Turkey, Afghanistan and China have come true, he claims. So it is interesting to see what he foretells about future of mankind.
1. According to great Yogi, third world war is inevitable. It take place between USA, Briton France, Russia, and many European countries and Islamic countries helped by China. Italy will be super power after 2030.
2. There will be tremendous loss of property and man power in the war and China’s population will be reduced by 80%. Hongcong will gain independence.
3. during this period due global warming and earh-quakes, there will be tremendous loss of man power. New York, Washington, San Francisco, Los Angelis, London and many cities on the sea shore will be wiped out and ocean will cover land upto 20 miles.
4. Israel will be super power in Middle East and will lead for next hundred years.
5. The rule of terror will end in the world and all terrorists will be put to death mercilessly. In fact the scourge of terrorism will totally wiped off from surface of earth and people will breath sigh of relief.
6. the years between 2000 to 2030 is very bad for Asia and nearly half the population will perish and many countries will suffer due to earth –quakes and tsunamis. One good thing will be many nations will be free of bad elements such as corruption and mafia.
So these and many other prophesies are there gentlemen and ladies. Most of his prophesies are based on common sense but his prediction of the future of man kind is grim ladies and gentlemen. It is not to create commotion in public minds, that I have written about it but out of curiosity. A comparison with Nostradamus is inevitable, I believe.
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Saying Good bye to 2007
Saying Farewell to 2007------------------------
We started from San Francisco on Dec 31, last year that is 2006 and reached India on the morning of January 1, 20007. now the time has come to say good bye to 2007. One year in India, one never knows how the time passes. In 2007 many incidents have taken place and lot of people met me. The most remarkable incident of 2007 is Bageshree my daughter won her MBA Degree. My cool son Amol got appreciation from Oracle corp and my grand daughter Kashmira got appreciation from people of San Francisco for her beautiful eyes. Ashish married in 2007 and Shraddha and Amruta got engaged to be married. Kashmira has grown up to be two years and Kartikee began her schooling in San Diego in USA. All things when I remember my heart becomes full of pride. But I have still not got over my experience of San Francisco. Such a beautiful city with panoramic sea shore, such a majestic Pacific ocean, such a cool weather and such a country side, hardly ever I could find. The big expanse of Ocean Beach I loved very much. For hours together I could pass time there watching sea gulls and ships in far sea. So tranquil landscape I have never find again. San Francisco city with her different levels and her Union Square dazzling in multi colored lights is sight hard to forget. Then I had the honor of visiting majestic Washinngton DC and Fairfax in Virginia. For a visit to Washington we had to cross virtually the whole of USA. I remember Washington as a city of museums, Capitol and White House. Similarly our visit to San Diego and Dipak’s house. In San Diego we visited Sea World. It was an experience of its kind.
Back in India I had not gone out so much except for a couple of visits to Pune city and Kolhapur. So 2007 was not a year for traveling. The only dazzling events of 2007 has been Ashish’s marriage and Shraddha’s marriage, both taking place in the same hall but in different seasons. Ashish got married in June and Shruddha got married in November. Another important incident of the year was that we sent Phataks on a trip to USA. Sharad mama and Vaishali mami enjoyed their stay in San Diego and San Ramon and they visited Niagara falls, New York and Washington. They very much liked the stay at Madhura’s place in Fairfox, VA. Sharad mama called Madhura’s hubby the no. 1 son-in-law in our clan. Kudos to Sharad mama for recognizing true sportsman spirit and publicly admitting it. Really our Mahendra is gem of man and he selflessly does everything for others. And now we are in the 3rd and important marriage of Yashwant Phatak, in our family. I pray to God that He has given me wonderful relatives in this life. God keep them safe and sound and hail and hearty.
Yet another year of my life is rolling by and I am witness to a great year, in which our Sino sure Kashnira is winning hands down. Where are you my darling baby! We miss you very much at year end. Last year, you remember how you were roaming on Airport of San Francisco! That time you had not the slightest idea that your grand parent are leaving you. Now memories of that sweetest moments we are cherishing forever. Partings are indeed sorrowful. Bye 2007. -
A Letter to My Son
Amol, My Son,
The Miracle man, A young man with a soothing touch, Man with golden touch of cooling effect. How many epithets shall I give you. I call you miracles man because I know you have found solutions in near impossible situations many times in your company. I call you man with a soothing touch because of the cool you maintain when tempers are flared and everybody loosing his head around you. You are indeed a gem of man!
Thank you for Oracle corp’s cards in which you are mentioned as senior member of tech staff. Congratulations! I did not recognize your worth till you came to matriculation. In fact many times I feel that I am not a fit person to call you as my son. Except for being your father I have very little contributions in your upbringing. I really feel sorry for that my boy. But you never by your behavior shown your displeasure towards anybody. That shows your expansive heart. You have always pardoned the persons who have offended you my boy! You never demand anything from a person except good work. You have been always averse to monetary benefits. You never expect anything in return for the excellent work you do my child. Really my heart goes out to you and my mind feels with pride when I think about you, Amol. You have really lived upto your name, Amol, meaning very precious! You are a self made man, my boy.
You will day by day make the progress in your company and rise to become the most important man, is certain. But while in USA you will take care of monetary benefits you get. Because by now you have realized that Money makes the mare go. So commensurate with your labor, you get the money that you see to it young man. You are well read and learned, in fact you are more voracious reader than me. So your general knowledge is astounding, young man! You have the knack of updating your knowledge from time to time. At the same time, like Alexander Pope you have desire to shun the lime light. You are indeed an extra-ordinary personality, Amol.
Now you have a remarkable life partner in Bageshree. We both wish you very best of luck in the coming years. May you bloom like flowers in your family life and lily in your life, our little Kashmira give you lots of joy.
God bless you my son!
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Begging, a social stigma
Beggars----------------
Once I gave a rupee coin to a beggar. He became angry and threw down the coin. “Don’t insult me by giving rupee coin. Give a fiver.” He growled.. He was obviously drunk. Tourists to Indian cities find it hard to avoid beggars. Beggars are everywhere they say and they flock to places of where the foreign tourists are. Beggars have no religion although most of beggars take refuge behind religious practices. In God’s name or in Allah’s name or Ishwar’s name begging goes on unabated. If you are hungry begging is ok because it is said that “beg or borrow or steal you must survive in this world.” Most of the beggars are habitual beggars. They make begging as their profession. May be the lure of easy money is so overpowering that they adopt begging. Some people on our railway platforms are drunk while begging and they shamefacedly demand money only. We often hear stories beggars dying with thousands of rupees in their kitty. It is a wonder how they are able to save such huge amounts from robbers. It becomes so hard to know the real from professional beggars that we never give no alms to beggars. Husband and wife is a popular combination of begging, sometimes we find whole families of beggars, begging on the streets of Mumbai or Banglore. Husband is sick and wife is pulling him in a cart or wife is suffering from some injury and husband is showing to people. Such scenes are common in our metropolis. Another serious matter is use children for begging. I did not believe that these children are kidnapped and maimed. But once I found on Kalyan railway platform children gagged in a sack. Unpon enquiry I found that those children were kidnapped for begging. Then the seriousness of the matter dawned on me. In our metropolitan cities gangs of such rogues are operating and poor children become the butt of their machinations. How abdominal and disgusting!
Some beggars act like informer to the thieves and their gangs. In the day time they go to several buildings ostensibly for begging but they mark locked flats also simultaneanously. In the evening they report to their accomplices who burgle them at night time. In this way beggars get double income. Mandirs, Masjids or Churchs are popular haunts of these beggars. Stories of beggars dying with millions of rupees in their kitties, abound in media. How these beggars are able to hide enormous amounts is a wonder. One woman with a child in her lap went on begging for milk for the child. She would make an empty bottle dance in front of people. When she died thousands of rupees were found. She had kept the money in her shanty in a small bowl, safe and sound from strangers eyes. She found the profession of begging very lucrative. -
Shraddha marriage
Shraddha’s Marriage-----------------------------------
Sonu alias Shraddha is my little niece. Since her childhood I have seen her as a little girl, very sweet by nature. She is fountain of zeal and enthusiasm, always on the forefront, very bubbly. She is artistic by nature and her eye for paintings is legendry. But the poor girl has no time for collecting paintings and artifacts, she is always busy in her work She is interior decorator by profession but her work has made her designer rather than decorator. As such she has to visit various sights and supervise the work. In short Shraddha is an engineer rather than a interior decorator. Shraddha got married to Sachin on nov 25 and I am going to tell you that story. Marriages are not only made in heaven but lovely and pleasant affairs, unlike in the past. The location was Maoli hall and this was second occasion to go to maoli hall, the earlier was for Ashish’ marriage, if you remember. We all went there the previous evening. First introduction of both the parties were done like they do in My Greek Fat Wedding. Then Shrimant pujan proceeded, it is ceremony of mini engagement ceremony. It was a very lively occasion with lot of joking and mirth. Everybody was happy that their little girl is getting married to a boy of exceptional qualities. After sumptuous repast the company was engaged in lively discussion on all topics including family hierarch.
Very early morning next day, that is on 25th Nov all relatives were ready in Sunday finery for the ceremony. The marriage hall was resplendent with beautiful lighting and decorations. The hall was soon full of well dressed people eagerly awaiting the final ceremony. Sachin came to the door of hall in beautiful dress and entourage of close relatives. He was properly received by bride’s party and walked the flower carpet specially laid for him. Priests chanted the “mangal-ashtkas” and bride and groom exchanged the garlands and in this way Shraddha became Mrs. Mahajan. Then further religious ceremony proceeded and the party was busy in merry making. It was a very auspicious and awaited moment in Pratibha’s life. Pratibha is my youngest sister and her sole aim in life was getting her daughter well deserved groom. She did all marriage preparations almost single handed. It was a proud moment for her when Shraddha got married to Sachin. Sachin has passed charter accountant’s exam in one attempt and employed with renowned bank in Mumbai. So both the mothers are happy with the union and all the relatives are overjoyed. The ceremony ended on a happy note with sweets and best luncheon party. With Shraddha and Sachin’s marriage two families are united for ever. We all wish them happy married life. God bless them. -
An Apppeal to Big Bussiness in India
It is my sincere wish to tell Anil and Mukesh Ambani and for that matter all of the big business, that they should not interfere in the welfare of small farmers and traders. They should not take interest in SEZ projects and they should keep away from small business in the form of any trade. They should at once close all the Reliance Fresh stores opened for trade all over the country. Are these exceptionally rich men imbecile? To have their hands in the pie for small traders. That is why small traders all over the country are up in arms against them. News papers and media people are shouting hoarse that Mukesh and Anil are no. two and three rich men in the country. Why should they need to behave like this? why should they put pebbles in poor man’s food.
You are well off in your respective fields of petroleum products and textiles and finance and industries. If you multiply in heavy industry or automobiles, or air ports or you start any ship building or aero planes factory nobody will mind that. But meddling in small business does not suit you gentlemen and ladies. Already in our country small businesses are facing lots of problems, stiff competition and harassments from municipal staff. They are struggling with octroi and other municipal taxes. They are to the hilt in problems so to say. If you start selling commodities cheaper than them due to economies of sheer money power then that will break their back. Isn’t this unfair? Therefore it is my sincere request to you gentlemen that stop this unfair game and be sportsmen and play fair games. Our economy is different from that of USA or UK or for that matter any European country. We have teeming millions to think of. We have traders with hands to mouth living conditions. Taking into consideration our economical situation I appeal to all big businesses to let go off the small fry.
Already the farmers in our country have so fed up that they are committing suicides and ending their lives in frustration. Even traders have started to end their lives. So let us not become cause of their frustrations. Live and let live has been the policy of our great nation. Let us not forget it gentlemen! Otherwise what is the difference between eighteenth century Russia and our nation. We have great tradition of Saints and more recently Gandhi and Nehru. Remember the living conditions in France and Russia have given birth to communism. Let us not repeat the mistakes of Europeans. Taking into consideration all these matters, it is sincere appeal to Ambanis, Mittals, and big businesses not to swallow the morsel of poor traders. Is anybody listening? -
Destiny thy name is uncertanity
Kesari & Snehal----------------------------------
Snehal alias Lata or Snehal Chitnis, is my distant sister. Actually her name was Snehalata but we called her Lata in short. I remembered to have roamed on Cadell road in Dadar clutching her hand and in Agar bazaar area when I was toddler. Since then I have known Lata and she has not changed much over the years. She is the same old lovable Lata, calling me Prabha, Prabha. She was emplyed with Jaffrey Manners & co for very long period. She became Kabbbadi player in the company and then became their captain. For many years she had been their captain and their team manager. While in service she joined Vishwa Shanti as kabbadi player. And after retirement she became full time manager of vishwa shanti team. Her career as kabbadi player is boisterous and colorful. She would help other players and took care of the injured players. She took great care of players on tours and she was ready to fight in case of any untoward incidents. Her career was equally successful as a kabbadi player and as a manager.
My father was fond of Lata and he adored her as player. When she was of marriageable age my father had devised a boy for her. But destiny had something else for her in store. She met Kesari and fell in love with him. Kesari was nick name given to him by friends. His name was Shashi Pradhan. He was a rugged young man and he was sub editor in local paper Maratha. When I made enquiry after him, many shocking things came to light. Kesari was deserter from home and he tried many stints in Dadar market. He was otherwise good character but he was on record of police due to his nature for fighting for the cause of hawkers and sundry labours. But his personality was likable and jovial. No wonder Lata fell for this rugged man and outspoken personality. They were married and they did not live happily everafter. Even a boy like me was captivated by Kesari’s personality in those days of happy outings with him. His outspoken and fighting nature was at once mind catching and we fell for him. The newly wed couple was staying in Goregaon at that time. The news of Kesari’s accident came like a bolt from blue. He had fallen from a running local train and he was admitted to KEM Hospital. I rushed to the orthopedics dept to KEM Hospital in state of shock. Kesari was battling for life as his both legs were cut off from body. Fortunately Dr Ravi Bapat was attending him.
Kesari came out of the calamity but he lost both his legs in the accident. He remained bed ridden for many days and for life time dependent on others. Lata served him, she took great care of him and never disappointed him for slightest reason. I used to visit him sometimes and entertain him. But he remained imbecile forever. Such a beautiful and lively couple getting reduced to nothing. Kesari died a peaceful death on the lap of his wife many years later. Now Lata has also retired from active life. Lata is as charming and effervescent as ever. -
Festival Of Lights
Festival of Lights----------------------------------
Hiya it is Diwali time folks! A king among festivals, this festival of lights, Diwali is dazzling, scintillating festival of all. The first day is Dhana-trayodishi, the second day is Narka-chauturdashi, the third day is Padava and fourth day is Bhau-bij. On all these days early waking is compulsory. You have to rise up at the break of dawn and take bath with fragrant soap and perfumed water. It is so refreshing when women folks in household bathe you. At that time children burst crackers. Lights are everywhere and beautiful lanterns decorate outside. All four days the program is same more or less. Sumptuous breakfast of sweets and salty dishes. Ladus, karanjis, shankerpales, chirotes, and chakalis, chiwda and shev all things are in plentiful and tasty. Then you don your best clothes and go to your near and dear and exchange pleasantries. Really in diwali days it is cool and comfortable. Children and elders burst crackers and children take interest in dazzlers and elders take more interest in Ariel crackers such as rockets and Chidias. While womenfolks decorate the houses with rangolis and oil lamps. Everywhere the atmosphere of enthusiasm pervades. Everyone greets the other happily and chants the slogan of happy diwali.
In this atmosphere of zeal and enthusiasm poor and lonely are not lost sight of always. Indians who are otherwise thrifty make loose their purse strings and whole heartedly make donations to charity. Especially children of parentless childrens’ homes are showered presents by society. Even eminent actors and celebrities mingle with them and enjoy Diwali with them. While enjoying Diwali the downtrodden and not so lucky are never left out. This spirit of Hindus is laudable and praiseworthy. Even dear departed are remembered with love!
But there is one corner of your mind which is occupied by most loving person of your choice. If the person is dead then your mind is more tender as you remember him or her at the time of Diwali. Let a thousand lights dazzle this Diwali. Each little flame be a remembrance of our bitter sweet memories.
Shubh Diwali.
