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Happy Birthday Sir

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Two Great Indians

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Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to one and only Sri Amitabh Bachchan Sir... 🎂💐

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Here's wishing everyone a very Happy RathaJatra. Jai Jagannath 🙏

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Get well soon Sir..

DAY 3641

Jodhpur, city blue & sun          Mar 12/13,  2018            Mon/Tue 5:00 AM

Ya .. so .. its 5 am .. the morning after the night that began yesterday .. for work .. some people need to work for a living .. and work hard  .. 

Its been rough .. but when ever did any be achieved without it .. there is struggle and disappointment and pain and sweat and tears .. then the expectation of all working out .. sometimes it does, most of the times not .. that not is the catalyst .. when they say not, it is the right impetus to say and deliver that it has been successful and achieved .. 

continuation .. regularity .. perseverance .. good nature, shall all be available in several chapters of the ‘gurus’ that preach such .. but at times the practical leaks through and catches through to the peak .. many a victory has been had by the middle of the road person and temperament .. the class by the middle, the one unexpected .. the one not attentioned to .. they be the deliverer .. 

we all are that .. in the largest of percentages .. and proud .. 

in the darkness of the night .. the aesthetic beauty peers about the premise .. its majesty, abundant pristine and inspiring .. never shall it be truly known what transpired truly within those walls .. 

there must be a secret .. a door to wisdom and perhaps the worldly wise .. nothing ever came disguised in incompetence .. it would never be the dignity and reserve of the surroundings .. they are because we made them so ,,

I am getting my team of Doctors in tomorrow morning to fiddle around with my body and set me up again .. i will rest and keep informed in process ..

Amitabh Bachchan

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Petition for the spastic and cerebral palsy in every district of Odisha

Hey, I just signed the petition "Government and people : A special School for the spastic and cerebral palsy in every district of Odisha" and wanted to see if you could help by adding your name. Our goal is to reach 100 signatures and we need more support. You can read more and sign the petition here: http://chn.ge/2CYRHMp Thanks! Neeta

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Kailash Satyarthi Ji and Sumedha Ji visits

Bargarh,Odisha 22.02.2018 The Nobel Laureate visits our home It was more than excitement receiving the Nobel Laureate Mr. Kailash Satyarthi and his wife Mrs. Sumedha Satyarthi at our home. Well, he is the father in law of my Neice. Having known him and seen him for some years now. There is so much to learn from him. A man of peace towards peace with so much of warmth and pure by heart. Blessed are we, I must say. We were honored to have him amongst us.Both Bhaisaab and Didi as I call them visited the two grandparents homes of their daughter-in-law. People just wanted to have a glance, some wanted to take a snaps and the students of the adjoining girls hostel wanted to have a glance from their rooftop. He waved and said why are you all standing there be careful.. Some Students rushed to take autographs. His love for children is perceivable. A wonderful moment though only a family affair that was not much of public around except for few of them. Thank you Bhaisaab and Didi for this visit. We would look forward to more visits explore this region of Odisha.

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Wonderful piece of writing... Amitabh Ji "an institute of inspiration"

DAY 3605

Jalsa, Mumbai                   Feb 5,  2018                 Mon 11:42 PM

एक दिन में ना जाने कितने चेहरे बदलते हैं हम ,

व्यवसाय के आदेश पे मजबूरन चलते हैं हम ;

स्वप्न सा लगता जब उतरते camera के एकांत कक्ष पे हैं 

कुछ क्षण लगता है जैसे महीन धागों पे लटके पुतले से हैं , 

वस्त्र, आकार चढ़ा लेने से, बदलते नहीं विचार मेरे ,

निशा की गोद में हैं अंगिनित भाव मेरे ,

कभी मिल बैठेगें इस अंधकार में तुम और हम 

निशब्द कह डालेंगे बहुत कुछ तुम और हम ।।

                                        ~ amitabh bachchan

With love and helpful translations from the learned Ef ..

Amitabh Bachchan

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You are an Inspiration. The energy in you brings smile to many.

DAY 3597(i)

Jalsa, Mumbai                   Jan 30,  2018                  Tue 9:30 AM

Each day brings with it a trash bag full of incidents emotions occurrences deliberations opinions levelled accusations supposed wrong doings delightful right doings explanations understandings aimed achievements mistimed judgements unknown reactions and counter reactions understanding loved ones misunderstood loved ones wrinkled frets gentle smilings unabated laughter madness of creation derisive attribution and allegation  … and at the end of the day .. a reckoning ..  

AND .. the realisation, that it is after all a ‘trash’ bag full .. open it .. visualise the contents in screened presence, highlight the select, and with no hesitation whatsoever raise that forefinger and DELETE that welcoming square ..

GONE .. never to be retrieved again .. out of the mind , out of the life, out forever ..

PEACE ..

Move on ..

Tomorrow is another DAY  !!

Look bright … look sharp .. and learn the lesson given by an elder in trying relationship circumstances ..

… THERE ARE OTHER MILLIONS OF FISH IN THE SEA .. 

Value those that remain with you .. free those that wish to leave - they were never yours in any case !

Concentrated attention on one never gave the realisation of the million others that remained devoted and never sought attention. Give them the benefit of attention and care and love. They asked not, they desired not, yet held those vague and withered strings of the few attentions that flew their way .. their purity was never given sight .. give them an opening .. give them the density they so deserve .. their purity is without blemish ..

Greet them envelope them .. feel the genuineness of the other .. they be the ONES ..

Amitabh Bachchan 

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Prayers and Rememberance

http://inpblogs.blogspot.in/2015/01/remembering-you-bapa.html?m=1

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Twinkling eyes and devastating smile will always remain with the name of Shashi Kapoor.. The Handsome, good looking charming Hero of Indian Cinema.

DAY 3541

Jalsa, Mumbai                      Dec 4/5,  2017                  Mon/Tue 1:15 AM  

“हम ज़िंदगी को अपनी कहाँ तक सम्भालते  

इस क़ीमती किताब का काग़ज़ ख़राब था “

                                                     ~ rumi jafri

Standing elegantly without a care in the world, I saw him standing by a Mercedes Sports car, a convertible, a smart trimmed beard and moustache, adorning involuntarily, the face of this incredibly handsome man. It was a picture that filled almost an entire page of a magazine. 

Shashi Kapoor …  son of Prithviraj Kapoor, younger brother to Raj Kapoor and Shammi Kapoor, making a debut in a forthcoming film, is what the caption read ..

And I said to myself, as very uncertain thoughts raced through my mind of wanting to become a film actor, that, with men like him around, I stood no chance at all ..

1969, and those early years of efforts to join the Industry were also the times when there was a close proximity, to the area of an atmosphere, that swivelled around this most attractive man. On and off, common friends in the Industry, which I was just getting acquainted with, would introduce me to him at select social gatherings ..

“ Shashi Kapoor !” was what one heard as he extended a warm soft hand out to you in introduction ; that devastating smile complimenting the twinkle in his eyes. He needn’t have done so. Every one knew him. But this was his infectious humble self. When he spoke, there was a mischievous, gentle, almost inaudible, delicate, yodel, in his voice - most endearing and comforting to the one he was introduced to. The self introduction habit, was a gem. The one being introduced to, was, quite obviously, prompted to say his or her name as well, when they heard his. It was a remarkable tool to come to know the other persons name .. and .. if and when there was to be another meeting after many forgettable years, the same technology was most helpful in remembering the other persons name, in case you had forgotten it .. !!

I must admit .. it was a technology that remained with me as a learning, assisting me in using it during those uncomfortable times, when out of the blue someone would come out to you and address himself as a long lost buddy , with a : 

“remember me ! we last met 6 years ago at the crossing of Kemps Corner, as you drove past and waved to me” !!!

My mind is warning me .. ‘of course you don’t, how could you possibly’ .. ‘stick that hand out ala Shashi Kapoor and act friendly..’ 

I obey .. 

‘yes of course I do’ ..  I say .. looking recognisably lost .. ( sticking hand out ) .. Amitabh Bachchan ..!!

And he would assure me with his .. and Kemp’s Corner and waving by, passing travelling vehicle, suddenly all come flashing by .. I am saved .. and he goes away with some rather impressionable opinions about me .. 

The next .. was his semi curly hair on head, falling carelessly over his forehead and ears, not quite covering it ..  and my upper story mumbled again : ‘hey ! maybe you should think of covering your ears as well ..’ … and off I went to Hakim the hair dresser at Taj Hotel with my plan .. and executed, it remained till date ..

What followed .. is a documentation of very intimate association, personal exigencies .. collective professional camaraderie .. ending in family bindings  ..

He had been ailing  .. somewhere he had let himself go after the passing away of his dear wife Jennifer .. I had visited him on occasion in Hospital during some of the times he had been hospitalised earlier .. but I never went to see him again .. I would never have .. I never ever wanted to see this beautiful friend and ‘samdhi’ in the state I saw him in hospital .. 

…. and I did not today, when they informed me that he had gone …

The words of the ‘sher’ at the opening came to me minutes after Rumi Jafri, eminent writer in our film industry, sent them to me on learning of his death ..

“how long could I have preserved this exquisite and expensive book of life ; the pages of the book were damaged ..”

He fondly addressed me as ‘babbua’ .. and with him have gone many incredible unread chapters of his and my life .. 

Amitabh Bachchan

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27th morning