#Mother in #Kitchen A #Mother is a #mother always

Mother is a word of global truth. No one on this earth can deny. We respect Mother even more than God. A mother was boiling milk for her infant. The almighty appeared before her. As she was conversing and customary welcoming Gods, suddenly milk started boiling and flowing out of pan. Leaving everything mother rushed toward the stove to stop milk from flowing out of pan. That time God asked the mother whom you prefer? baby or milk? as God saw that she left everything even God and the baby but she rushed to save milk. She said what will i feed if milk flows out of pan? I mean mother didn't think anything else but she only thought about hunger of her baby. 

I think there is no need to elaborate about greatness of Mothers. Every child knows the value of mother and sacrifice she made to bring us up. 

Even it is said  Janani Janma-bhoomi-scha Swargadapi Gariyasi

jananī janmabhūmiśca svargādapi garīyasī in Sanskrit and found reference in Ramayana means

Mother and Motherland are greater than heavens

अपि स्वर्णमयी लङ्का न मे लक्ष्मण रोचते जननी जन्मभूमिश्च स्वर्गादपि गरीयसी

"Lakshmana, even this golden Lanka does not appeal to me, mother and motherland are greater than heaven." Shri Rama uttered while addressing his younger brother Lakshmana after their victory over Ravana

I found one song starring great NTR. these three alphabets are enough, no need to elaborate who he is? 

But our mother always do hard work just for her family without thinking about her own sufferings even for a minute.

 

She has to bring drinking water from well that required lot of physical strength, hard work. Her hands might have got bruises. But without thinking that she did it and brought water for everyone in house. For drinking, washing utensils, washing vegetables etc, even for bathing!! So never ever ridicule mothers.

Where water is not available in home she goes out to nearest source of water such as pond, river, lake etc to wash utensils, wash our cloths, and even to take bath? A great hard work she does.

In desert and some areas drought prone areas? she has to walk miles to bring water for her family members. In some areas Men had married two or three women just to meet the demand of water. Since to bring water women has to walk miles so major part of day time goes into fetching water, thus to have some one in the house to look after the work of house people marry two or three women. So at any time one or two women remain in house.

In Desert areas water is so scarce even not a drop water is to be wasted? Many times utensils are to be washed by sand at first. But in hot temperature mother washes utensil

Imagine when electricity was not available  in our homes, how our mothers used to cook food for family? This Advertisement is for lanterns/stoves etc but how many mothers were able to procure such gadgets? Even a house had but it was not kept in kitchen for benefit of mother? So she had to use other means for light.

Mother is always mother wherever you go on this earth. 

  Mothers had to do lot many things that we don't imagine? Not far from present times, mother has to churn the curd so as to make Butter and Buttermilk. Butter for boys and men (there was times when it used to be, but now time has changed) and butter milk to cook few dishes or add on to the food. लस्सी Lassi  छॉछ  chach. Moreover onus of responsibility to save or conserve our traditional dishes cuisines as per the regions is also rests on shoulders of our mothers. If they do not do this then within no time our traditional dishes will vanish and McDonald etc store will take over.

 

It is only mother that has saved our traditions, Traditional cuisines from generations to generations, from Mother to Daughters, from mother-in-laws to daughter-in-laws. Passed on orally very few instances are where they have written down their recipes. Also there are kitchens we will find most decorated in few parts of India. Mostly in rural parts, since urban areas have compact spaces and thus they dont have choice. In rural areas we have this as a duty that also rests with the mothers, daughters of house to decorate our kitchens. Kutch Rajasthan and such areas still have this traditions.

Whatever the season, whatever the material of kitchen our mothers have always performed their duties with utmost responsibility.

Do you remember the story Idgah written by most respected writer Prem Chand ji often called as Munshi Prem Chand.

Asi-Te-Karave Yied (2008) is a Kashmiri adaption of the story by Shehjar Children’s Theatre Group, 

Hamid a small boy, forced by circumstances to live with her grandmother. He goes to the fair that is held on the occasion of Eid. He had some money with him that his poor grandmother gave him out of her savings. That coin he could have spent on anything given that he is a small child. He could have eaten sweet, or a toy. As other boys bought toys few of mud/clay few machines.

But Hamid saved all the wealth he had- that coin in his hand. At last he bought what we call as chimta, in English i think it is called a TONG? because he had seen how his grandmother gets her fingers burn while tossing roti on the tawa, or in chulha (stove? what is word in English for chulha???))

While reading it i always weep before finishing this story. It is so heart touching story written by the Magician of words Shri Prem Chand ji. He had written in Hindustani language. 

In dim lights also she cooks, at the cost of health of her eyes?

After all cooking she has to wash all that is left by her family members. Do we think about this after we take or finish our meals at home? It is only mother that washes all such utensils without even thinking anything or making faces on seeing looking at his mess. 

Yatra Episode 10

Child Abuse - why this?

Why me? What wrong I have done? Why this happened to me? 

But this is happening to me every time when I sit alone in my room. The ghost always comes and tries to take over me.

This thing had happened to me many years back.

But still it haunts me. Why?

 At That time, when it happened,  I could not notice what happened to me? Even after almost after 40 years now I am unable to know, as to why this happened to me????

After so many years still I am crawling in a shell, where everything is dark. There is no way out. But why?

He is a devil for me. Just a thought of him is enough to ruin me.

I was just sitting alone in my room and light entering through the window. I tried to look outside window to see, how beautiful this world is?

But suddenly a thought attacked my mind. It enters in mind like an unseen virus and i feel as if  his fingers touching all over my body

I might have been a child of 12 years when for the first time he came to our house. He was an stage actor. He used to stay with us at our home during dussehra festival.

Then i could not notice what closeness meant.  He used to stay in my home on many occasions. He would come to my study room and to my table. he would cajole me while standing behind. The chair at my back worked as a barrier between me and him. But my shoulders, neck and cheeks all were in his touching range. He would liberally caress all over. 

Once there was seminar and he stayed in our home over night. i used to study late in night. After studying i slept. In night i felt something un-usual. I could not make out. But while sleeping i found myself cuddled to him. He was much elder to me. 

From that night unusual things started happening to me while sleeping.

I felt him cuddling to me and kissing me. He encircled his arms around me, so that i was in his complete grip of arms. with pauses he used to kiss me and sometimes tried to hug me tightly. whenever i used to feel uncomfortable due to his tight grip of arms he would immediately loosen his arms and planted liquid kisses, as if assuring that nothing to worry. 

These kind of cuddling carried on for days without my noticing any un-common things. And these things happened while sleeping, so i could not notice. But once he encircled me with his grip of arms, that time they were strong arms for me. he grabbed me so tightly that while sleeping i felt uncomfortable, suddenly my body reacted and i tired to come out of his grip, swiftly he loosened his arms and kissed me while caresing with arms over me. I felt that liquid on me, on my forehead and cheeks.

In the middle of night in slumber, again i went to sleep.

Again he tried. By this time i had become used to all these cuddling kisses etc while sleeping.

He had put one leg crossed over me, while holding me in his arms. he continued to cares me, my hairs, cheeks and body. he planted kisses over me. slightly pressing his leg on me. he started applying pressure on my body with his leg and knee. He had by then removed his banyan. thus i could get smell of sweat of his chest and arms. He kissed me on forehead and said good child.

i could feel his breath. it became heavier & heavier with high frequency. it was hot air. he put his big palm on my chest and slowly pressing on me. then i found that he had removed the lungi, the drape which he was wearing. Slowly he then took me more close to his belly. my body was touching his bare chest and belly. there was nothing between me and his body. He adjusted me beside his body so that my right hand was between his legs.  when my hand touched his belly and thigh skin then i came to now that He had untied and loosened his lion cloth(underwear cloth).

Suddenly he guided my right arm, towards his front area where both his legs met. he adjusted his leg over me so that my hand touched his private part.  then he took my hand and made to grip over his part. It was a tube like, bulging thing. It was tickling also. it was a hard tube like but with smooth skin. he made my hand to hold it in grip. Then he pressed his leg over me and grabbed my body as to take me under his belly. his kisses increased. he started breathing more heavily over me. he tightened his arms around me so i felt he will break my bones. suddenly that point of time I must have tried to come out of his clutches then he loosened his grip and with more frequency started kissing me. 

He by now grew more impatient. he started kissing with mouth and tongue on my cheeks. he had put his mouth over my cheek and tried to suck my cheeks into his mouth while rolling his tongue. i felt all his saliva over my cheeks. His long warm fleshy tongue rolled over me giving a very warm fleshy sensation, which i had never felt before. he then paused. so as to assuring me. again in slumber i tried to sleep. but after few moments he again started all those acts over me. But this time his aggression was more. with his strong arms grip tightened and his mouth started working over my face. his tongue acted as if cleaning all my face.

with his tight grip of arms he drew me close and pressed under his belly. he started doing some to and fro motion over my body. in between he also tried to put my hand over his tool which was very hard & erect. he started pressing me more vigorously.  when his pressure grew unbearable i tried to come out of his grip. Then he loosened and in that DARKness he said what happened my child. 

After few days when he stayed again in our house he made me to cling his body. He was well built and elder to me. while sleeping as usual i felt some unusual things but those had become usual to me by then. He was encircling me from behind, caressing my body. His bare chest was touching my bare back. He must have removed slightly my dress at back. when he tightened his grips over me i felt uncomfortable, and thus tried to move. At that point he forcibly stopped me from turning. As i was in in grip of his strong arms around me i could not move. He started applying pressure on me with tight hug. But he was trying to be gentle also, as he many times loosened his grip over me and kissed me as if assuring  that " Do not to worry". Actually he was grooming me into all this trap.

After some time when again i fell in sleep he might have tried all his force on my back due to that i wokeup and tried to come out of his grip. But i was no match to his mighty strong arms i could not.

He became violent. Vigorously he kissed me with tightening his strong arms around me and with force he thrust-ed his belly at my back. He applied his saliva at my back and thrust himself. I felt strange and blown to pieces at that touch of saliva and his flesh at my back. He was halfway through at that moment feeling extremely unusual with help of God i got some strength and i could come out of his grips. Ran out and closed myself into bathroom, i dont know for how long.

All these thought come over me again and again

बड़े साहब

घर के सामने एक गाड़ी गली में खड़ी हुई थी उसपर लिखा था जिला प्रशासन। कुछ मजदूर दरवाजा खोलकर गाड़ी में से सामान उतारकर दूसरे मंजिल के एक घर में ले जा रहे थे यह उपक्रम एक-दो दिन चला। गाड़ी आती सामान उतरता और चली जाती। फिर कुछ दिन के बाद उस घर में से तरह-तरह की आवाजें आने लगी। क्योंकि वह घर कई दिनों से खाली पड़ा था इसलिए अचानक से तरह-तरह की आवाजों से सबका ध्यान उस तरफ आकर्षित होता था। मेरा भी हुआ।

अचानक देखा खिड़कियों की रंगाई पुताई होने लगी। दरवाजों की रंगाई पुताई हुई। ड्रिल मशीन की आवाजें आई जैसे कि पूरा घर पूरी तरह से मरम्मत किया जा रहा था और तो और तीन चार कमरों वाले घर के हर कमरे में अलग-अलग रंगों से पुताई भी हुई। कुछ दिनों के बाद इस सब शोर से अभ्यस्त होने के बाद अचानक से सन्नाटा छा गया। तीन-चार दिन के बाद उस घर से टेलीविजन चलने और गानों की आवाज आने लगी। कुछ दिन के बाद पता चला इसमें एक बड़े साहब सपरिवार रहने आए हैं।

दूसरे दिन सुबह 2_3 लड़कियां आती सफाई आदि करके चली जाती। दोपहर को एक दो लोग आते चले जाते शाम को 6- 7 बजे भी दो लड़कियों को जाते हुए देखा। सुबह एक ओमनी गाडी आती उसमें से एक व्यक्ति अखबारों की गड्डी ले करके उनके घर में जा कर के दे देता। परंतु सबसे ज्यादा वफादार व्यक्ति तो उनका गाड़ीवान यानि कि ड्राइवर था। जो कि सुबह 7:30 बजे हाजिर हो जाता छोटी लड़की और उसकी मां को स्कूल छोड़ने जाता। दोपहर में भी खड़ा हुआ दिखाई देता। शाम को 7:00 बजे 8:00 बजे तक गाड़ी दिखती। अचानक इस बात पर ध्यान गया कि एक tata sumo टाटा सूमो तो 24 घंटा खड़ी रहती है। तो मतलब साहब जी के पास 24 घंटे गाड़ी या गाड़ीवान सभी रहते। घर में लोगों का आना जाना लगा ही रहता। सुबह दोपहर शाम तो दो-तीन लड़कियां कभी-कभी कुछ लड़के घर में कुछ काम करके चले जाते हैं।

हमको इस घर में रहते हुए लगभग 4 साल से ज्यादा हो गए हैं। इन 4 सालों में पास के इंजीनियर के ऑफिस में अनगिनत बार किसी ना किसी बात को लेकर उनके रजिस्टर में शिकायत दर्ज करानी पड़ती है। कभी कोई नल चूने लगा कभी नल में पानी नहीं आ रहा है कभी पंखे का स्विच खराब हो गया कभी पंखा जल गया कभी स्विच में से आग निकलने लगती। किचन के एग्जॉस्ट फैन में से धुआं उठने लगा तो वे लोग आए और लेकर गए। आज ढाई साल से ज्यादा समय हो गया है आज तक पलट के पंखा नहीं आया। अक्सर बिजली विभाग के उस ऑफिस में बोलकर आते हैं कि भाई एग्जॉस्ट फैन किचन का नहीं आया। कोई ज्यादा सहूलियत भरा जवाब तो मिलता नहीं लेकिन अब शिकायत करना एक प्रक्रिया सी बन गई है या यूं कहें कि हमारे स्वभाव में शामिल हो चुका है। घर के दरवाजों में दीमक लगा हुआ है। नित प्रतिदिन कई कई ग्राम लकड़ी का बुरादा इकट्ठा करना पड़ता है। सफाई करनी पड़ती है। खिड़कियों में जो लोहे के तारों वाली जालियां लगी हैं उनसे जंक गिरने लगी है। छेद बन गए हैं। कई बार बोला। रजिस्टर में शिकायत दर्ज कराई। अब उस दिन का इंतजार कर रहे हैं कि कब इंजीनियर साहब की मेहरबानी हो जाए और हमारे घर में मरम्मत शुरु हो जाए।
जिस दिन से इस घर में आए हैं बारिश में छत के एक हिस्से से लगातार पानी चूता है। अक्सर हम लोग डिब्बा डिब्बे लगाकर के पानी इकट्ठा करके और बहाते रहते हैं। बाहर की बालकनी में तो पानी की धारा सी बहती है उस में कोई सामान ही नहीं रख पाते हैं। तो घर का एक तरफ का हिस्सा बारिश में अन उपयोगी हो जाता है। और बारिश भी लगभग 8 महीना से ज्यादा रहती हैं यहां पर। कई बार कह चुके हैं इंजीनियर से। इंजीनियर एक बार आया देखकर चला गया। एक दो बार तो उसने कहा आप हमारे भी बड़े साहब को एक दरखास्त दे दीजिए। अप्लीकेशन मैंने दो बार दी परंतु हमारे पास उसकी कोई कॉपी नहीं है जिससे कि हम साबित कर सके कि हमने इंजीनियर के बड़े इंजीनियर को दी है।
परंतु इस को क्या कहेंगे जो व्यक्ति अभी 4 दिन पहले घर में आया उसके आने के पहले ही घर की पूरी सफाई हो गई दरवाजे तुरंत बदल गए खिड़कियां बदल गई पुताई हो गई नल सब ठीक हो गए पंखा उनका सब लग गया इसको क्या कहा जाए??
तकदीर भाग्य?? वह व्यक्ति क्या है? कैसा है? जिसके लिए यह इंजीनियरिंग विभाग सदैव तत्पर रहता है और हम अक्सर गिड़गिड़ाया करते हैं। गिरते गिर गिर कर उसके पास जाते है। तब भी इंजीनियर के कान पर जूं नहीं रेंगती। हमारे मन में यह सब देख कर क्या भाव आते हैं यह केवल भगवान ही जानता है।
कुछ दिन हुए ही थे कि अचानक बाहर शोर होने लगा। मारपीट की आवाज आने लगीं। रोने पीटने की आवाजें भी आ रही थीं। शाम को टेलीविजन पर न्यूज़ देखी तब मामला समझ में आया।
दूर प्रदेश से एक स्त्री व उसके रिश्तेदार अचानक इन बड़े साहब के घर पर धावा बोल देते हैं और घर में घर की मालकिन से लड़ाई होती है। मारपीट होने लगती है। वह जो बाहर से स्त्री आई थी वह कह रही थी कि यह दूसरी स्त्री कहां से आ गई है। पहली शादीशुदा तो हम हैं। दूसरी पत्नी रखी है बच्चा भी कर लिया है।
पुलिस आई छानबीन हुई शिकायतों का दौर चला और इन बड़े साहब का पलटवार हुआ। टेलीविजन पर यह दिखा जैसे कि वह स्त्री और उसके रिश्तेदार इस घर में घुसकर मारपीट करने तथा छेड़छाड़ करने के अपराधी घोषित होगए।
फिर धीरे धीरे इस घर में भी हलचल गायब हुई। स्त्री गायब हो गई बच्चा गायब हो गया। कुछ दिन तो ऐसा लगा इस घर में कोई रहता ही नहीं है।
कोई आता भी होगा तो गुपचुप तरीके से चले जाते पता ही नहीं चलता कि परिवार कहां रहता है।
महीना भर के बाद जब मामला ठंडा हुआ तो फिर एक बार घर रोशन हो गया। वैसा ही फिर शुरु हो गया। सवेरे गाड़ी आती, अखबार आता, नौकर आते जाते रहते, जीना की सफाई होती, उनका सबसे ज्यादा वफादार ड्राइवर हमेशा तैनात रहता। 24 घंटा tata sumo दरवाजे पर खडी रहती। अक्सर आते-जाते रात में कहीं जाते दिन में कहीं जाते।
यह है हमारे मोहल्ले का हाल। वह अफसर एक प्रशासनिक सेवा के अधिकारी हैं। उनके सामने हम लोगों की क्या हैसियत है।