Dr. Ajit Singh
My name is Mohan and I am the eldest member of this house My grandson and granddaughter affectionately call me Dadu Thank God that no one can hear my inner me but this mind is also forced. Silence can’t stay even Always uttering something or the other.
“Rani son, wake up Shalu before time so that she too can be self-reliant.” Rani says, “I am tired of making noises. When does she listen to me?” Rani is my daughter-in-law and Shalu is my granddaughter who loves to sleep and it takes a lot of effort to wake her up. This struggle is almost a daily occurrence My daughter-in-law disturbs my sleep due to attempts to wake up Shalu That’s why I get up a little earlier
One day I went to the beach for a morning walk There is someone walking fast and someone is running All of them are moving forward to make their way to the destination Young boys and girls are in a race to become healthy by finding new ways of jogging, jumping and jumping. Efforts are being made to reduce obesity No one is wondering why obesity is on the rise The junk food that is being used to satisfy the taste of the tongue, if you pay attention to it and eat healthy food, obesity can be avoided. I am also participating in this race and passing through this path To pass means to pass by any means, whether pass with joy, pass with disappointment or with a grudge in mind. It is worth considering that there is no alternative without going through each phase It has always been my endeavor to go through every path with joy and follow the path that leads to the destination.
In this age of inequality, the matter of equality draws my attention to the fact that there is no difference between the waves of the sea and the flights of the human mind. Each wave hits the shore and returns, followed by another wave, then the next wave. This aura gives companionship and support in the cycle of meditation This journey of waves continues continuously Something similar happens with the heart. A thought raised in the heart collides with the wall of the mind and returns, then the next thought stands up Due to this, the mind of the mind also keeps saying something and cannot remain silent
When I reached home after the walk, I saw that there is a fierce war going on inside our house The TV is playing so loud that every man is feeling deaf trying to listen My grandson, Pinka, with earrings in his ears, is shaking his head like he has vowed to become a dancer. Moving forward, I saw that Rani was also riding a bicycle. It’s a bike that, no matter how hard you ride it, it won’t get you anywhere. You’re sweating it out, but you’re just standing there Feeling the effect of his heaviness, the pedals of the bicycle also make a clicking sound A bicycle was what we used to ride. With which the distance was also determined and the sweat also used to make you sweat. Exercise was also done
Seeing me, Rani says, “Daddy, you have come.” I make tea for you. Please do a small task for me.” I quickly said, “Yes son, tell me.” I asked trying to sit on the couch. The mind of my mind speaks softly that it reminds me of work as soon as I look at it. Didn’t even ask for water I am an additional member of the house, but no one does the work I keep breaking the bed all day Then she said, “Daddy, give some oil to the pedals and wheels of my bicycle.” I just brought oil Look how they are making sounds.” My mind speaks that I watch TV all day long, there are servants for housework, there is no work, then obesity will not come and what else will happen. Only I can hear the words of Meena, but this Meena gives me great comfort It says what I cannot say Rani gives me oil for the bike and leaves She has forgotten to make tea for me, but she has remembered the oil I get busy giving oil After giving oil, I wait for tea for a while Keeping Maina quiet, I start making tea in the kitchen My son’s voice says that daddy please I will have a cup of tea too I add water This is the voice of my son Rohan who is exercising by lifting heavy bundles I say to him, you should put my bed together, I am bringing tea “Daddy don’t worry, I will sweat it out.” My bed is outside the kitchen. If it is not picked up, the tora fera stays on top all day long and the bed is trampled. Then at night it becomes difficult for me to sleep
Pinka is getting disturbed by our talk. He says, “Dad, you talk to Dad slowly. I can’t listen to the songs properly.” I am also being banned from talking. Now it is better to remain silent and keep the mask of silence on my face
“Son, this cup of tea has been placed on the table, take it.” Saying this, I take my cup and sit on my chair. From there, Rani comes to me after drying her hair and says, “Dad, I have some tea, I have to drink it too.” She starts drinking tea and I start taking care of my bed Rani says while taking a sip of tea, “Dad, let me do it, I will do it right away.” Twenty times you have passed from here with your feet on this bed You were bringing tea for me, but my cup has also touched your mouth But I didn’t say anything out loud Now I am completely hungry Rani gets up after drinking tea and says, “Dad is preparing breakfast now, take a bath.” But I know that Sunday’s breakfast has to be ordered from outside. Even my mind has come to know about this, because on Sundays, the processions are not made at all Children ie grandson and granddaughter want to eat dosa and idli
Rohan is coming from there and asks me, “Dad, if you need anything, tell me, I am going to the market.” I say no, everything is fine. I only need a bed to sleep in which I have I am constantly trying so that my mind doesn’t say anything and I can relax, but it doesn’t agree She keeps saying something I think that those who can even take tea from me, what can they give me To say the house is mine, the bed is also mine. I have children’s tea, children how much of my tea? This is the knowledge of my mind which cannot remain without speaking
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