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यह कैसे पंच-परमेश्वर?

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“पंच न किसी के दोस्त होते हैं, न किसी के दुश्मन। पंच के दिल में खुदा बसता है। पंचों के मुँह से जो बात निकलती है, वह खुदा की तरफ से निकलती है।…(पंच के रूप में) मैं इस वक्त न्याय और धर्म के सर्वोच्च आसन पर बैठा हूँ। मेरे मुँह से इस समय जो कुछ निकलेगा, वह देववाणी के सदृश है-और देववाणी में मेरे मनोविकारों का कदापि समावेश न होना चाहिए। मुझे सत्य से जौ भर भी टलना उचित नहीं!”

20388136.cmsमुंशी प्रेमचंद की कहानी – पंच-परमेश्वर – के यह वाक्य कल से मेरे मन में गूँज रहे हैं। कारण? वो शर्मनाक वाक़या, जहाँ पश्चिम-बंगाल के बीरभूम ज़िले के सुबलपुर गाँव की ‘पंचायत’ और उसके मुखिया ने अपनी ईश्वरीय सत्ता का इस्तेमाल करके एक आदिवासी लड़की को सज़ा देने का फैसला सुनाया। और सज़ा क्या? एक दर्जन से अधिक लोगों को इस ईश्वर ने आदेश दिया की वो उस बेबस लड़की का पूरी हैवानियत के साथ, सबके सामने, बलात्कार करें। और न सिर्फ यह, खुद पंच-रुपी-परमेश्वर ने भी इस खुदाई फरमान के पालन में हिस्सा लिया।

मैं स्तब्ध हूँ! …ये कैसे पंच हैं? कौन से परमेश्वर हैं? और क्या देववाणी बोल रहे हैं, कौन सा खुदाई इंसाफ सुना रहे हैं??

अपने पूरे बचपन मैं मुंशीजी की इस कथा को न्याय की पराकाष्ठा मानता आया… कई बार जब कठिन न्यायिक निर्णय लेने पड़े कार्य-क्षेत्र में, तो इस कथा ने मुझे ज़िम्मेदारी का अहसास कराया, और निर्विकार रूप से निर्णय लेने का सामर्थ्य और सद्बुद्धि दी।

पर इस नयी तरह के पंच-परमेश्वरीय न्याय ने मुझे एकदम झकझोर दिया है। मैं शर्मिंदा हूँ, बेहद शर्मसार…


अनुलेख: बहुत मुमकिन है कि इस अंग्रेज़-दां ज़माने में आपने हिंदी में लिखी मुंशी प्रेमचंद की यह कथा न पढ़ी हो। अगर पढ़ना चाहें, तो यहाँ पढ़ सकते हैं। पढ़ने के बाद शायद बीरभूम की यह घटना आपको भी इन कलयुगी पंच-परमेश्वरों और उनके पंचायती इन्साफ पर शर्मिंदा होने पर मज़बूर कर दे…

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Must Read: When Your Mother Says She’s Fat…

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When Your Mother Says She’s Fat

:By Kasey Edwards

Dear Mum,

I was seven when I discovered that you were fat, ugly and horrible. Up until that point I had believed that you were beautiful — in every sense of the word. I remember flicking through old photo albums and staring at pictures of you standing on the deck of a boat. Your white strapless bathing suit looked so glamorous, just like a movie star. Whenever I had the chance I’d pull out that wondrous white bathing suit hidden in your bottom drawer and imagine a time when I’d be big enough to wear it; when I’d be like you.

But all of that changed when, one night, we were dressed up for a party and you said to me, ‘‘Look at you, so thin, beautiful and lovely. And look at me, fat, ugly and horrible.’’


What you read above is an excerpt from Dear Mum: a collection of letters, from Australian sporting stars, musicians, models, cooks and authors, revealing what they would like to say to their mothers before it’s too late, or would have said if only they’d had the chance.

To read the full article, please click here…

As I read this, I could not help but share with all of you.

I was deeply moved after reading this piece. Are you?


With credit from: https://medium.com/human-parts/bf5111e68cc1

Travel Diary Of A Non-employed Man…

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RRG in Bliss

Well, for those who know me, it is rather difficult for them not be startled as they read the title of this blog 🙂

It is for the very first time in my nine-year long career that I am not working! Well, read it this way – for the very first time in my life, I have taken a long break whilst moving between jobs… and I am really not complaining, for a change, you see…

While the above picture is taken at a virgin beach at Pondicherry, where I am presently stationed, my travel started with driving Guy (my new jeep) to Lucknow. 11 hours straight! I took NH-2, and covered towns of Agra, Etawah and Kanpur to reach Lucknow. And boy, what a ride it was! With rains lashing Guy for most part of the journey, this is how it looked the next morning – the true Jeeper’s Jeep:

Guy at Lucknow

Lucknow was a totally ‘food-festival-holiday’ for me – I just refused to dine at home! Zeeshan ke Shaami, Galauti Kabab aur Boti-Paraathe, Sadar ke Gol-gappe, Naushein-Jahan ki Dum-biryani, Udaigunj ke Salim ki Gosht-biryani, Chowk waale Tiwariji ki Thandai – you name it and I had it! And despite being there for four full days and even with ‘highway on my plate’ style of travel, I still missed a lot – couldn’t eat Idris ki Imli ke Koyle waali Biryani, Ratti ke Khaste, Chaudhary Sweets ki Ras-Malai, Madras Mess ka Masala Dosa… all now parked in the menu now for the next time. Insha Allah!

Lord knows, I am a biker at heart, love riding True – my Royal Enfield Classic. And to me, what Rishad Saam Mehta, a travel writer and Bullet enthusiast, is absolutely right when he calls it “a meditative motorcycle — on a Bullet on the highway, you feel alone and happy…”

And yet, you will have to trust me, driving a Thar comes closest next to it. I was alone, and happy, while driving Guy for all those long hours. Nothing between me and silence… no phone, no email… sheer bliss of belonging to the road! An absolute marvel of a machine, I drove it for 10 hours non-stop on my journey back to Gurgaon! Only to fly off to Pondicherry…

As my wife Neha calls it, I am thoroughly enjoying my ‘currently non-employed’ status to the hilt! Does my grin in the picture above not say that? 🙂

Detailed travelogs will follow on Ghumakkar.com soon. I now sign off and go back to bliss!

How Will You Fare As A Boss, As Compared to Your Own Boss?

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Time for LeadershipHow often you’d observe someone cribbing about his or her boss? Quite ubiquitously, you’d say. And how often YOU would do so yourself – crib and find follies in your own boss?

Every day, I meet a LOT of people complaining and finding errors in their bosses. However, in my experience, only a rare few also try and look inside inwards, check their own leadership styles and introspect, asking self, “What kind of a supervisor am I?” and “How do I better myself so that at least my juniors do not crib and complain against me, especially for the same very things that I find objectionable in my boss…”

Now, isn’t that’s one hell of a difficult question to ask self?

This one is to all the supervisors, bosses, managers and leadership aspirants – let’s spend some time introspecting on this moot question, at the very outset of this brilliant, promising new year 2014, and become better people leaders.

To help you begin this journey of introspection, I am leaving you with what F. Scott Fitzgerald, one of the finest American authors of the 20th century, wrote in his novel, ‘The Love Of The Last Tycoon’:

“Credit is something that should be given to others. If you are in a position to give credit to yourself, then you do not need it.”


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