Completing Sixty

I am surely blessed.Thank you "creator".I feel deeply conscious of the fact that I have been given such a wonderful 'life'.

The best of Parents, I couldn't wish for anything better. Many a times I question myself .."What did I do to deserve this"? Serendipity !! The number of times I look back and inquire, I only get to hear within, the 2 words which I believe in..Fate & Destiny.

The country I was born in, the education I received,the friends I have made,The people I have met,the experiences I went through till date,the relatives,siblings,guides ,teachers,schools of learning etc etc..... All point to one direction....blessed by destiny and fate.

I have been through a journey of learning from life and experience and understood all this very slowly.. I have to accept that my maturity and mental growth was very slow in the early years....and thankfully so.It was only when I passed out from School and went to college that I started philosophical growth..I became so sensitive to all my words and actions that I almost feared telling Lies.

I was never upset when I was known as Mr M A Vairale's son or Kiran Vairale's brother...They both made me feel proud ; due to their own achievements I their respective fields...I have never felt ashamed too as my father was a highly respected, non corrupt politician and my sister, a a non-compromising actress of repute.

The most I felt proud about was to be called My Mother's son !! She has always been my strength, energy and motivation. The only girl to her parents, who were farmers having 400 acres of land but married to a lawyer with no roof over his head and no possessions to his name. She taught me to stay on the ground and be practical, lovable and humble. Her attitude towards 'each and everyone' was always and still is the same... A woman who "never" complains about anything to anyone.Accepts life as is and smiles in all situations. She is a true "Laxmi"...Vijaya.

I am greatly  blessed with 3 lovely children who have been such wonderful and proud possessions given to me by my wife Vandana. I will always be indebted to her. 

Kirti and Naina the daughters have made me a proud father and Kamlesh and Ganesh a proud Father-in-law. Both the girls chose their own partners with the freedom given to them by me as it was given to me by my Parents.This seemed to me  as the ultimate blessing, as you know what the father's on our society have to go through. May the creator give them all a Blessed life ahead.

Rishi my son has always been a surprise ! A true Nature lover, a sensitive person who can relate with all non speaking products of Nature.He is a very 'home loving/ boy who has various talents.I couldn't have asked for more.

My Sister and Dad have made a name for themselves and our family which are popularly known and it is an "extra" boost in my Life ...making things so much more easy and enjoyable with "perks" never thought of.My Sister's husband is a true 'Gem'...actually much more..

Looking back i can only recollect a song that could explain things in a easier way....

.Nothing comes from nothing

Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good


On my face book timeline I wrote.... I am 18 with 42 years of experience...and that's
what I feel really but I have to compromise with reality and accept my short comings.
Going into the 61st year i am now on to another plain....Much more deep , profound and serious about what "life" is all about.
My goals are clear...here they are :-
Look after my Mother
Keep everyone smiling,
Help all the deserving
Serve the one's who are in 'real' need.
Share my experiences with those who ask
Lead a healthy and rich life full of my unattended desires
and pray that 'the good sense' comes to all around.
I pray for peace and love for all in "my Small World"

Procuring a Fitness certificate from a Government Hospital.....

An annual ritual of renewal of my arms licence would have been a cakewalk.Surprisingly to my information, a new procedure had been added.Little did I know it would be an arduous task...

I had never experienced a visit to the District Medical Hospital. I therefore decided to visit and get familiar with the procedure and the place. I had of course tried to procure one from my native district as 'all' knew me but they said ,they couldn't ,as I had shifted residence. So here I was stepping into this place full of people,patients,parents,paramedics...

A huge complex as I was in a big city now !! Windows and numbers. Directions and information boards.A place buzzing with chatter of inquiry and painful sounds. Wails and Wanes ...a depressing atmosphere.

I went like a normal ,ordinary citizen to find out how I could get a medical fitness certificate. On inquiry I was told that I needed to give an application along with a photo and secure a signature from the Superintendent/ Dean. I had to then get a "case paper" from Window Number -- and then would be advised to  got 4 more Window numbers and obtain their Signatures, OKs, and finally come back to the Superintendent/Dean for the final certificate to be then given to the Police Commissioner's Office for the renewal.

Now about the 4 different windows....1. Medicine department  2. E N T Department 3. Eye Department 4. Psychiatry Department....wow....this was going to be a task..... should I still retain my arms licence ? Do I need a gun? It was  a sentimental attachment of my father's memory. In those days when my day was in the government, there were no protection body guards. One had to protect oneself. He had procured a confiscated F&N  Belgium .25 pistol from the Collector for his security. All this procedure , every 2 years to retain a sentiment? ..and all this when... Neither he nor I had any chance to use the Pistol since it;s procurement in the last 50+ years, thankfully. 

Well, I decided to jump in and give it a try.Let me find a contact to ease this out I thought. Happily I remembered I had a friend whose wife worked in there. Brazing myself with confidence I got her contact number and meet her.So here was my second visit after a few days.

I had a great welcome and reassurance about assistance so I felt I had hit the lottery! So I planned my 3rd visit armed with requirements informed to finish the job promptly! Accompanied by my son I entered her office and was given an aide to escort me ,so as to ease my procurement of the medical certificate..and the adventure began.

Please wait ...the Officer is not in... after an hour my friend;s wife comes and inquires...she takes me to a deputy and gets the signed permission...whew..a step climbed !!... then I go and make a case paper...off to window number... for Medicine... A surprise awaits....your BP seems high...please do a blood check up and get this medication and come back after 7 days.....whoosh !

So we procedure to the blood check up having paid the required fees at yet another window.
come for the report tomorrow! here we go...off to the E N T across the length of the premises , beyond the Morgue...Please sit and I will call.....a while later...come and sit here..Any problems? show me your ear,now the other one....OK please go up and get your audio metrics test done...Window number...

Back again I was told....as per your age...all seems okay...wait for the HOD and get his signature......that took me an hour and a half and the day was done....back home...task number ...to be attempted tomorrow.

Please renew your case paper date was my welcome line the next day. Having done that I was into the optometry department. Another surprise awaited me...what's your age? 60? oh okay....Read this, now that, okay right eye, now left, sir you need glasses now to read for distant letters too.... Anyway all is okay for your Arms licence as far as your sight is concerned....here is your prescription for your glasses. Please come back for the HOD signature as he is not in yet...  there went the next day....

Visiting the Psychiatry department before taking my medicine prescription from Window number... I was asked to renew my case paper date...Make a file I was told on contacting the Medic.Who do you have with you? Get a relative and come back tomorrow..

Another day dawns.. Please wait and I will call....45 mins later...who is with you? get his ID photocopies and Photos..having run around searching a Photocopying machine...irritated ..at last, I was in for the interrogation, test,...lol....40 mins later I was told...please wait , The HOD needs to be consulted ....the day was over I thought and truly it took the medic another hour before telling me I was to come back for a follow up visit....I was stumped and bowled both at once.!!

So it dawned on me that the trial had just begun....my next visit was to be a week later....so a week later,Weak now I trudged to the medicine department for my BP and ECG ... The blood test results were fine and so was the ECG. But the BP was an issue as I was now 60 and the arteries did give up and needed some medication to help me permanently....until....

Having done the follow up I was happy that nearly all had been done....but alas...HOD was missing as it was not "His Day'. now testing my patience I awaited the clearance. so another day had passed and "the return of the patient" now very impatient.....Going to windows and awaiting signatures was the true nature of my Medical fitness certificate !
Renewal of case papers and standing in Queues was the result of overpopulation ! The red tape by the government laws due to misuse of arms was a great reason and obstacle for the renewal of an arms licence.

Many visits later and Hours of observation of the common man in a government civil hospital gave me another perspective of reality. I have decided to keep my sentiments aside and sell my Pistol.....Man can be killed without being shot by a weapon !

An adventure has come to an end after hours of patience an immense, miserable effort ! 

A Sad Present....

1. Stubbornness is being shown by many a grown up in all fields and specially in the Political Narrative of Modern India...I can only pray that the good sense comes to all those trying to impose their own versions on to "anyone"...

Things Happen

  Things happen,out of the blue,it is true...

The way you come to the world is a happening,
it's true,
the way you are cared for and loved is wonderful,
so new.
You are fed,,you learn to walk is all exciting,
not a clue
Growing up,talking,reading,writing,is skillful,
helpful too.

Growing up in the family is exciting
The games you play are exhilarating
Character develops like lightening
Turning an adult from a child,so enchanting

What will be one's future,what will one do,
a shot in the blue
Will you marry or not,if so with who,
a guess unknown
Will you be a parent, kids one or two,
a result due
Will you be successful,will people know you,
a doubt sown

Try hard as you might, it is but destiny
Wish and dream but alas it is fate!
You meet souls,have relations,an infinity
Live life today,Things happen....you may be late!

Things happen,don't worry,bother or stress..
for it is true !