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1. Cartoon- Summer

girlहे भगवान … अब गर्मी इतनी बढ गई है कि चाहे  लडका हो या लडकी सब कपडे से अपना मुंह छिपाए बाहर निकलते हैं .. अब ऐसे में, रिश्ते के लिए बच्चे अपनी तस्वीर इस तरह से भेज रहे है … है न हैरानी …

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2. Google- Thank You

google cartoon - monica guptaGoogle Search cartoons

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While searching  my cartoons  on net . I pressed Google search… i found so many cartoons of mine … as it was not possiple to share all cartons  so i am sharing some of these cartoons

You can also type Monica Gupta cartoons on Google search and see many more  … :)

Thank You Google …

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3. Cartoon- Result

cartoon- result monica guptaजब पत्रकार Reporter  ने मौजूदा सरकार BJP  को लेकर उनके विचार जानने चाहे तो नेता जी का कुछ ये कहना था :)

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4. Just life…

Sometimes, it’s just life.  There’s nothing to report worth reporting, or it feels like that, anyway.

Sometimes, the things worth reporting are hard things.  And you don’t feel like sharing.

I’m okay, we’re okay, everything is okay. But… it feels a little hard.

I choose to believe this is what we call, “Refilling the well.”

My friend Rachel laughed at me recently, when I whined about how I’m not writing well and I’m cranking, and watching too much TV.  She said, “Laurel, this is part of your process. You do this a lot.”

I’d like to believe that’s so.

But for now, it’s about to be summer.  The boys are finishing school, and I’m about to do a few last school visits before the end of the year.  So we’re all heading north.  In our new car, which is a 97 Volvo wagon.

I will eat snowballs in Baltimore. I will stare at the harbor.  I will wander around, and take the two lanes.  And laugh and  reset my brain.

As is my process.  I guess.

Happy summer, everyone!

 

 

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5. Read to a Child Spark Something Meaningful Campaign!

BOSTON, May 1st – 31st, 2015 – National nonprofit literacy and mentoring organization Read to a Child will host its second annual digital fundraising campaign called Spark Something Meaningful in the month of May.

Astoundingly, 80% of 4th graders from low-income families are not proficient in reading.

Read to a Child

To combat this literacy crisis, the American Academy of Pediatrics official policy recommends doctors “prescribe” reading to children as a critical component of how parents can support children’s healthy development. In line with this recommendation, Read to a Child enlists volunteer reading mentors to read with at-risk children and give young students the time, confidence and tools to reverse the cycle of illiteracy. By raising $100,000 in one month, Read to a Child can provide 6,000 additional reading sessions to at-risk children in the 2015-16 school year.

Spark Something Meaningful aims to create an inspirational awareness movement across social media platforms. Supporters and fundraisers will help spread the message ‘Help Kids in Need Love to Read’ by sharing a personal story about ‘who sparked their love of reading’ in a social media post. The post, along with a favorite ‘book selfie’ image, is then passed along to networks of friends and family, challenging them to do the same.

By sharing people’s personal stories about the importance and joys of reading, the campaign hopes to engage and inspire online supporters and influencers to help promote the cause and fundraise $100,000 in one month.

“Together we can build a movement of people working towards the vision that one day, every child will have a caring adult reading regularly to him or her. You can give at-risk children a better chance to succeed by participating in this campaign” says Read to a Child CEO, Olivia Mathews.

“We are proud to be a sponsor of the Read to a Child digital campaign and it is exciting to come together with other agencies and partners in a collaborative effort – all in support of creating a social media literacy movement,” says Tracy Pearce, Global CSR Engagement Manger at Dentsu Aegis Network.

All proceeds from the campaign will go to Read to a Child to fund their lunchtime reading program, which pairs more than 1,100 elementary school children with volunteer mentors from businesses who spend a lunch hour each week reading with their student partners.

Sponsors

Leading sponsors of the campaign are Pitney Bowes and Arclight Capital. Other top sponsors include Baron Funds, the Tarini Family, and Freshfields Bruckhaus Deringer, along with Dentsu Aegis Network, Posterscope, Clear Channel and OUTFRONT Media, generously donating marketing and media services for the campaign.

• For more information about the ‘Spark Something Meaningful’ campaign and how to participate or donate, please visit http://readtoachild.org/spark-something-meaningful/

When: May 1 – 31, 2015

About Read to a Child

Read to a Child, http://www.readtoachild.org, is a national literacy and mentoring nonprofit organization that inspires caring adults to read aloud to children and to help create better opportunities for the future. Research proves that the simple act of reading aloud to a child regularly significantly impacts his or her literacy skills and, thus, his or her likelihood for success.

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6. Deep Travel: How Far Can You Run on Empty?

DEEP TRAVEL how far can you run on emptyPeople do die.

We die of heat exhaustion on the train from Bombay to Delhi.

We die in a taxi cab short of making it to a hotel where we die of despair.

We die of a broken heart. Betrayed. By ourselves. By our stupidity!

I lay on some deluxe deathbed in some beige hotel room somewhere in that suffocating gray limbo called New Delhi and for two or three days I drank blood red orange juice. Where did I find the money for a 3-star hotel? I thought I was broke.

As empty as I was—or perhaps because I was so empty—the image of the beggar in Bombay haunted me. No arms, no legs, not much left of him at all, he was beyond defeat.

The scene won’t quit my head even now. Not sure what I’m seeing as I remember him nudging his begging bowl with his forehead through a thicket of legs, a gauntlet of feet and fumes and cattle and cart wheels and spokes and grime and dogs and shit and broken asphalt. There is no Bombay for me above the knees of that miraculous city. I am down there with him getting trampled and I can’t escape.

At some point it occurred to me—I’m not taking a trip, this trip is taking me.

I was no less curious than the fly on the wall of that hotel room about what would happen next, and how far a person could run on empty.

I’m sweating again on a Delhi street so thick with smog you would be excused for thinking the city had exploded. I’m looking for the offices of British Overseas Airways (BOAC) because I have to escape this blessed country. Where did I get the money to buy an airline ticket? I must have held a few traveler’s cheques in reserve. I can’t remember.

Who can remember everything that happened so long ago? And yet I sometimes remember things I’m not sure I ever saw. The beggar, for instance, whom I saw for only a minute, what I remember about him changed my life.

As the 707 lifted off and banked on a trajectory for Hong Kong I would have been thinking of that beggar. Even as I swore to never ever ever ever set foot in India again, I was carrying him with me. Oaths notwithstanding, I would return to India four more times over the next 20 years.

Why? Because I was looking for answers?

How far can you run on empty? And what happens when you get there?

Hong Kong. What a relief. Clean, efficient, sensible, and above all polite. They were very, very sorry. The Immigration official, he was sorry to tell me that I could not enter Hong Kong. No onward ticket, it hadn’t occurred to me. “Very sorry you come to Hong Kong with no money, so sorry.”

He sent me to the BOAC agent who looked at me as if I might have had a begging bowl protruding from my forehead. He was manufacturing a ticket before I’d finished my sob story. A ticket entirely bogus. Immigration stamped my passport, they were perfectly happy.

I applied to the Canadian High Commission for a loan to see me home. After all, two-years of volunteer work on Zambia’s rivers had left me with schistosomes cavorting in my blood stream, and what’s more my funds had been “stolen” in Bombay, so that here I was running so precariously on empty that by this time tomorrow I would be begging for my supper.

You have to admit, that’s not a bad pitch.

But the High Commissioner wasn’t buying scripts for TV movies. “You have parents,” she explained. “They’ll wire you money.”

While my SOS telegram did its nasty work, I retreated to an offshore monastery.

Zen in art of running on empty

I didn’t know much about Buddhism or Zen except that the philosophy was Stoic and the life was Spartan. You enter a monastery, you leave everything behind. Fine by me, there wasn’t much left of me. A bamboo mat on a slab in a stone alcove, fine by me. Small log for a pillow, why not?

Oh, yeah, and next to the pillow—a wooden bowl.

The universe was working overtime trying to tell me something.

It’s pretty obvious what the purpose of a monastery is. The silence and simplicity presents a challenge to the monkey-mind. Thinking soon proves pointless, in the aftermath of which things just are. Three bowls of rice a day were a miracle. If they were trying to empty me out, well, I was already losing my urgency to get anywhere.

My final destination might not be a place, after all. Maybe it’s a new way of seeing things.

After a week I returned to Hong Kong to discover that my telegram had not been delivered. “Recipient not home.” I returned to the High Commission and was told to “get a job.”

One Hong Kong dollar—I remember this detail—it was all I had to underwrite my next move. I entered a bar. Was I seeking darkness? Or to speak with someone. I can’t remember.

I found myself gabbing with a friendly face, another Canadian, a round-faced farmer from a small community not far from my home town, as it turned out. I told him of my African sojourn and of my blunder in Bombay and the gift of the beggar and the monastery and being told to get a job, and as we were laughing he ordered us another round, and he slapped some dollars on the table and kept on slapping to the tune of 600 US dollars. I didn’t know him from Adam.

“Pay me back when you can,” he said.

I never saw him again.

I’ve heard it said that the gift seeks the empty place. I suppose emptiness ensures that the gift will be used, consumed, not hoarded but spent. The giver by giving becomes empty and is now in a position to receive. And around it goes like that.

Arriving in Vancouver, I needed $35 dollars to fly over the Rockies to Alberta. A friend from university came to the rescue.

What do you make of all that?

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7. Qread – New App Introduces Young Children to Words

Recently, Facebook founder, Mark Zuckerberg and his wife invested $33 million into AltSchool, a charter school in San Francisco that creates personalized learning programs for students made available through cutting edge classroom technology.

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Qread, a child learning app launched in April, assists children with word recognition and reading comprehension using words, pictures and animation and incorporating the latest techniques in academic education. Four levels of complexity enable students to advance as they master skills. Children who use Qread for two minutes each day show marked improvement in word recognition and development.

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The goal of endeavors such as Qread and AltSchool is that ultimately, charter schools or even regular public schools could outsource many basic functions to software platforms, allowing educators to focus on serving students. “Our dream is to unlock the intelligence, passion, and awareness of children around the world,” says Qread and Appi Dabbi founder Precila Birungi-Kristiansen.

Qread—short for quick read—is the first app in the Appi Dabbi series, and it lays the foundation for learning in their programs. Instead of the ABC method which only triggers the left half of the child’s brain, the Qread app allows the child to use both halves of its brain and increases the level of complexity as the child masters each lesson in the program.

The app can be used by parents, nurseries, day-cares, preschools, and elementary schools. Qread also assists the language and reading skills of children and adults who suffer from dyslexia.

The Qread app is now available for $4.99 on iTunes App Store and Google Play. For more information on the Qread app, visit www.appidabbi.com.

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8. रक्तदान और महिलाएं

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सिरसा जिले के ऐलनाबाद ब्लाक में कुछ साल पहले एक रक्तदान शिविर लगा. चूकि शिविर गांव में लगा था इसलिए गांव की महिलाओ ने  बढ चढ कर भाग लिया. ये वो ही महिलाए थीं जिन्होनें स्वच्छता अभियान में भी बढ चढ कर हिस्सा लिया था. आई रक्तान के लिए थी पर जब हीमोग्लोबिन कम निकला और डाक्टर ने रक्तदान के लिए मना कर दिया तो ये अड गई और बोली कि हमे नही पता हमने आज दान करके ही जाना है ….  कुछ भी कहो… ये जज्बा है गांव की औरतों का … !!!

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9. लेख- ई कचरा

घर के बाहर कबाडी वाला जा रहा था मुझे देख कर पूछने लगा कि कुछ है ???  तो मैने कहा कि अभी रद्दी अखबार नही है तो वो बोला तो कोई पुराना कम्प्यूटर, पुरानी कार, UPS, फ्रिज, वाशिंग मशीन या AC या कूलर होगा … अरे … मैने पूछा कि ये सब भी लेते हो ??? वो बोला और क्या, अब अखबार रद्दी कबाड कहां होता है पर पुराना टीवी, कम्प्यूटर, एसी, कसरत करने वाली मशीन जैसी बहुत चीजे कबाड हो गया है… और आवाज लगाते हुए निकल गया. मुझे याद आया कि बहुत समय पहले पडोसी की fiat कार का अति खस्ता हाल हो गया था. किसी ने नही ली तो कबाडी को बुलाया तो वो बोला कि इसके तो उठवाने के भी पैसे लगेंगें …

हे भगवान !!! समय वाकई बदल रहा है और हमारा कबाड भी ई कचरे मे परिवर्तित हो रहा है :)  :( 

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10. Cartoon- India Tour

cartoon- modi tourअब तो विदेशी दौरे भी खत्म हो गए.. अब तो वापिस आना पडेगा :)

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11. An Aran poem.

A smoke in Aran

 

Background grumbling

Brings closer words around me.

A slow stream of familiar scent

From plug tobacco packed loosely in a pipe.

 

I turn to see this silent silhouette

Swaying slowly at the bar.

Aran jersey pulled, blue colored,

Under a grease stained jacket.

 

Another sip of the black stuff.

Another puff on the pipe

Anchored by well-worn teeth

In a salt-cured face.

 

Nicotine stained fingers press tightly

On the crinkled cap.

A red glow.

Another blue cloud backlit against the open door.

 

No voice. No flash of eye.

A dark pillar of a man.

Like upturned currach

Black-bellied to the western sky.

 

The pipe goes down

As the pint goes up.

Memories and taste

Blend together in remembered motion.

 

A shuffle of a weathered boot.

A cough.

A well-aimed spit,

Like hardened plug, finds home in ancient brass.

 

A push of the glass.

Another pint.

No words spoken

And silence never broken.

 

Eyebrows like thatch above

Those dark brown eyes,

Buried in a wrinkled world

Of terror in a black night at sea.

 

Hands worn like burled hazel.

Worn smooth and hard

From years of oars

And pounding surf.

 

No separation between

Nails and skin.

Deep ridges from years of hauling stinging meshes

On fingers, gnarled and almost gone.

 

A movement, slow and even paced.

He pushes away into the night.

And casts off from the bar.

Like moon warmed skins of tar.

 

Denis Hearn 2015

 

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12. Cartoon- Reporters

cartoon earthquake by monicaएक खबर के पीछे जिस तरह से मीडिया पड जाता है उससे बात एक ही बात दिल मे आती है कि बचाओ  … कोई इन खबरिया चैनलों के रिपोर्टरों से बचाओ …

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13. Deep Travel: Have you ever gone too far?

Deep Travel 4From Africa I flew to India.

I would return home through Asia, circumnavigate the globe, prove the world was round, see it with my own two eyes.

Bombay. Wow! The smells. The crush of humanity! A beggar with no arms or legs.

My god, he had no face, either.

His begging bowl—if you can picture this—he nudged it along the street with his forehead. I couldn’t look, I couldn’t not look.

For a second I couldn’t breathe.

Have you ever been so far from home that your brain wouldn’t compute?

I don’t know how many rupees I dropped in his bowl, probably a lot, because suddenly and inexplicably I felt more alive. I swore to never again bitch about anything, and isn’t that what travel is about?

Travel puts distance between us and our tired old way of seeing things.

What if you could travel twice as far from home?

What if someone approached you in the lobby of your Bombay hotel with a promise to take you twice as far from home? Would you listen to his pitch?

He is tall and impeccable and impossibly smooth-talking as he invites you to sit down so he can make his case. You’re all ears. Where is this place? How do I get there?

“Very easy, my friend,” he says. “Firstly, you allow me to con you out of all your money.” He is joking, of course, this Mr. Patel. “You have traveler’s cheques, yes? Very good. May I see them? No? All right, later perhaps.”

He hails a waiter and orders wine. “In any case, once you have been fleeced, my goodness, you look in the mirror—are you sick?”

“Depressed, I would think, for sure.”

“No, no, I mean sick, sick. You most certainly need a doctor. Here, I can give you his phone number. He confirms that a parasite infects your blood stream. Perhaps you have been exposed to stagnant water. In Africa? That explains everything. I’m afraid it can be fatal. You must be treated soon. But without money you are going nowhere.”

The wine arrives, a Bordeaux, for goodness sake. Who is this Mr. Patel?

“You cannot escape the heatwave we are having here in Bombay. The humidity in advance of the monsoon is unspeakable. But a cheap hostel is all you can afford, a bare mattress upon which you are lying spread-eagle. You are clinging to it for dear life. Otherwise you would run to the window and hurl yourself onto the street below. Such is your despair. Such is your remorse. You have been such a fool! You no longer trust the thoughts that arise to resolve this calamity. I’m afraid to say, sir, that you thoroughly hate yourself.”

Patel raises a glass in a toast. “You cannot travel farther from home than that, my friend.”

I take what must look like an unsophisticated glub of wine.

“But I can see you are not sold on this expedition. And I understand perfectly. It is not part and parcel of the human condition to collude with one’s own demise. We must go unwittingly. Kicking and screaming as it were. Ha, ha! So be it.”

I have no memory of Patel saying any such things, although I do recall the Bordeaux and that he was a businessman in need of foreign currency for an overseas trip, more than bank regulations allow. He offered me a handsome premium on the face value of my traveler’s cheques, leaving me with cash to convert to currencies for my onward journey.

“We will transact this business over a meal at the Taj Mahal Hotel, yes?”

How to travel too far—be gullible, be greedy, be an idiot!

Taj Mahal Hotel Bombay 1The Bombay Taj, like most 5-star hotels, smells of money. Money having been spent and money being squandered everywhere you look.

Patel threw a heap of rupees at martinis there in the posh mezzanine lounge—and at various kebabs and little lamb chops and chicken tikka—so it didn’t seem inappropriate for me to hand over my traveler’s cheques for his inspection. It seemed appropriate that his uncle, the hotel’s comptroller, should want to verify the cheques. That Patel should confer with his uncle alone sounded suspicious, so I tagged along as far as the elevator where I lost him!

He slipped into an elevator behind doors that closed in my face.

I bolted down the grand marble staircase of the Taj Mahal Hotel to Reception where I learned that no such money manager existed. Three Patels were registered at the Taj and I hammered on each of their doors in vain.

Deep travel—are we there yet?

I applied for a refund at the American Express Office and was told to check back in a week, by which time I would have examined the mug shots of every criminal known to the Bombay Police. By then I could no longer ignore strange fluids leaking from my body. A doctor prescribed antibiotics and a flight home.

Broke but for the cash in my pocket, I downgraded to a hotel without air-conditioning. I remember lying on my bed naked and sweating under a feeble fan and gripping the mattress in mortal fear of having traveled far too far.

I decided to escape Bombay—to Delhi by train.

If Bombay was a sauna, the Rajasthan desert was a furnace. You opened a window at the very real risk of burning yourself. Every whistle stop along the way provided an opportunity to rehydrate, but instead I gorged on ice cream thinking it would cool me down, and I was right. I began to shiver feverishly. And vomit and retch until my muscles seized and I lay on the wooden floor of the 3rd-class carriage as hopeless as a leper.

A leper without arms or legs!

How far from home was I? I had passed self-loathing hours ago. I was going to die and the sooner the better. I was Humphrey Bogart in Casablanca. “Go ahead and shoot me,” he tells Ingrid Bergman. “You’ll be doing me a favor.”

This is where the fictional hero bottoms out. If only! If I were a fictional character, my writer would save me here at the heart of my story. But this is a true story and I have no one to blame but myself. What do they call this in India—karma? How much more was I supposed to suffer? How much more could I take?

What was I supposed to do—push my begging bowl with my forehead?

If that’s what it takes, okay!

I heard someone mention the Taj. We were passing through Agra, home of the real fucking Taj Mahal, one of the so-called Wonders of the World. I didn’t have the wherewithal to throw up. There was nothing left. There wasn’t much left of me. I didn’t think I would survive till Delhi.

I had never felt—and I have never felt since—so far gone.

To be continued…

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14. Parenting

कल शाम मणि के घर कोई आए हुए थे वो अपने बच्चे के बारे मे डिस्कस करने आए हुए थे और उसे कह रहे थे कि वो उनके बेटे से बात करे और समझाए कि मेडिकल न लेकर आर्टस ही ले. मुझसे मेरी राय जाननी चाही तो मैने बिल्कुल स्पष्ट कहा कि वो गलत कर रहे हैं अपने बच्चे को हमसे बेहतर कौन समझ सकता है अब उसकी उम्र ऐसी है कि आप दोस्ताना व्यवहार रख कर खुल कर सारी बात करे. आप इधर उधर बात करेंगें, बच्चा कुछ और कहेगा,आप तक कोई और बात पहुचेगी, इस तरह दूरियां भी बढती हैं इसलिए सोच समझ कर ठंडे दिमाग से खुद ही बात करे और इसका हल निकाले.उस समय तो वो उठ कर चले गए शायद उन्हें मेरी बात अच्छी नही लगी पर अभी कुछ देर पहले मेरे पास उन्ही का थैक्स के लिए फोन आया.

उन्होने बताया कि कल रात बेटे से खुल कर बात हो गई है जो उनके मन में कंफ्यूजन था वो दूर हो गया है और वो मेडिकल ही लेगा और उसके निणर्य से वो भी सहमत है. :)  आज बच्चे बेहद संवेदनशील हैं इसलिए बजाय उधर उधर बात करके राय लेने से मित्रवत व्यवहार करते हुए, पेरेंटस को बच्चे से स्वयं ही खुल कर बात करनी चाहिए .

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15. FAST FOOD !!!

FAST FOOD !!!

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अहोई अष्टमी मां का व्रत था . वैसे एक दिन पहले भी  बहुत
महिलाओ ने रखा और आज भी बहुत महिलाए रख रही है. मेरी सहेली मणि ने बताया कि व्रत रखना
और अपनो के लिए दुआ मांगना बहुत अच्छा लगता है पर डर भी बहुत लगता है.अयं
इसमे कैसा डर. मेरे पूछने पर उसने कहा कि असल मे, खाना बनाते समय हम महिलाओ
की खाना चखने की बहुत आदत होती है कि नमक वगैरहा ठीक है या नही.
अब व्रत मे भी खाना तो बनाना होता ही है. बस इसलिए अक्सर यही डर बना रहता है कि कही टेस्ट
करने के चक्कर मे ….!!!ह ह हा !!! वैसे बात तो मणि ठीक ही कह रही है !!! ऐसी भूलचूक अक्सर होने वाली होती है !!! पर अक्सर बचाव हो ही जाता है !!!
वैसे शायद इसलिए ही हम महिलाओ को चटोरी की उपाधि मिली हुई है…!!! है ना !! उफ ये फास्ट एंड फास्ट का फूड !!!
है ना !!

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16. Talented People

अखबार खोलो तो विज्ञापन. टीवी देखो तो विज्ञापन.फिल्मी कलाकारो को देखो तो वो अपनी फिल्मो के विज्ञापन यानि प्रमोशन के लिए कही भी लाईव नजर आ जाते है.
हे भगवान! वैसे टैलेंट तो हमारे देश मे बिखरा हुआ है. वो अलग बात है कि वो टैलेंट किसी चैनल या अखबार की हैडलाईन नही बनता. अब देखिए ना,बसो की छ्त पर स्टाइल से बैठ कर सफर करते हैं, शराब पीकर ठाठ से वाहन चलाते है. परीक्षा भवन मे मुन्नाभाई टाईप को लाते हैं और ठाठ से किसी टेलेंटिड की तरह नकल मरवाते हैं. वही किसी की नौकरी की काट करने के लिए किसी भी हद तक जा सकते हैं.
अजी टैलेंट तो देखिए नेताओ और सरकारी अफसरो से सैटिंग कर के रखते हैं कि दोनो हाथ घी मे और मुह कडाई मे हो, वही ब्लाग के मामले मे भी बहुत महानुभाव कम नही है हर रोज ब्लाग देखते है पर जब उसे लाईक या कमेट करने की बात आती है तो किसी स्मार्ट और टैलेंटिड बन्दे की तरह बोलेगे अच्छा आपका लिखा??? हमने तो नही देखा!!!!!

क्या कमाल का टैलेंट् है जनाब!! वैसे आप तो ऐसे नही होंगे है ना
अरे मेरा आज का अखबार कहा गया … कही पडोसी फिर से तो नही …. ! !!

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17. Beyond Limits 2012

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मुश्किलो से भाग जाना आसान होता है, क्योकि हर पल जिंदगी मे इम्तेहान होता है, डरने वालो को कुछ नही मिलता, लडने वालो के कदमो मे सारा जहान होता है….
यह यह पक्तियां अनायास सी मन मे नही आई बल्कि कुछ ऐसे लोगो से मिल कर महसूस हुई जिनके हौसलों के आगे मैं नत मस्तक हूं.
आज दिल्ली मे एक प्रदर्शिनी मे जाना हुआ. श्री राजेंद्र जौहर जोकि 100% विकलांग है. उनकी देखरेख मे इस प्रदर्शिनी का आयोजन किया जा रहा हैं. सन 1992 मे उन्होने Family of Disabled नामक संस्था की शुरुआत की और सन 2001 से प्रदर्शिनी लगानी शुरु की. उनकी सुपुत्री श्रीमति प्रीति जौहर ने सारी जानकारी देते हुए बताया कि उनके पापा की जिंदगी मे एक गम्भीर हादसा हुआ. एक बार तो सारा परिवार हिल गया पर पापा ने हिम्मत दिखाई और इसे चैलेंज की तरह लिया और मानसिक और शारीरिक रुप से विकलांगो की एक संस्था बनाई. संस्था चलाने के लिए फंड बिल्कुल नही थे पर मदर टेरेसा का आशीर्वाद जरुर मिला और यकीनन वो बहुत आत्मबल दे गया.
आरम्भ मे संस्था की शुरुआत घर से ही की. सन 2001 मे ग्रीटिंग कार्ड बनाने से काम शुरु किया. तब सिर्फ एक ही कलाकार साथ थे. देखते ही देखते कला के क्षेत्र मे रुचि रखने वाले विशेष लोग मिलते ही गए. फिर मन मे यह सोच हुई कि इन मानसिक तथा शारीरिक रुप से विकलांग यानि इन विशेष कलाकारो की कलाकारी को दिखाने के लिए कोई मंच होना आवश्यक है पर बात फिर वही सामने आई कि इन सब मे खर्चा बहुत आएगा और फंड बिल्कुल भी नही थे. इसी बीच ईश्वर की असीम कृपा हुई और अर्पना कौर जी से मुलाकात हुई. उन्होने भावनाओ को समझा और उनकी गैलरी मे प्रदर्शिनी लगनी शुरु हो गई. पिछ्ली 11 बार से अर्पना आर्ट गैलरी मे दिसम्बर के महीने मे इन विशेष लोगो दवारा बनाई कलाकृतियो की नुमाईश की जाती है.
आज Beyond Limits – 2012, नामक प्रदर्शिनी मे 49 विशेष कलाकार हिस्सा ले रहे हैं.जिसमे जम्मू, तमिलनाडू,बिहार,पटना, कोलकता,गुजरात, लखनऊ, राजस्थान आदि राज्यो से हैं. इस प्रदर्शिनी मे विभिन्न प्रकार की कला का मिश्रण है. जिसमे विभिन्न प्रकार की चित्रकारी है, sculptures है जोकि bronze और stone मे हैं, ऐसी कलाकारी देख कर खुद ब खुद दांतो तले ऊंगली दब जाती है कि क्या अदभुत कलाकारी है.
ऐसी ही एक कलाकार शीला शर्मा से बात हुई उनके दोनो हाथ नही है और पैरो से चित्रकारी करती हैं.उनके अदभुत साहस ने चकित कर दिया. श्रीमति प्रीति जौहर ने बताया कि आमिर खान के कार्यक्रम सत्यमेव जयते मे भी उनकी संस्था के बारे मे बताया गया उससे भी बहुत आत्मबल मिला.
उनका कहना है कि यह 12वी प्रदर्शिनि है. वो चाहती है कि ज्यादा से ज्यादा लोग आए और इसे देखे सराहें और कलाकारो का आत्मबल बढाए. यह प्रदर्शिनी Arpana Art Gallery, Academy of Fine Arts & Literature, 4/6, Siri Fort Institutional Area, Khel Gaon Marg, दिल्ली मे, 2 दिसम्बर से 8 दिसम्बर तक लगी हुई है. इसका समय है दिन के 11 बजे से शाम के 7 बजे तक.
जाते जाते एक बात फिर जहन मे आ रही है कि….
उम्मीदो की कश्ती को डुबोया नही करते/ साहिल अगर दूर हो तो रोया नही करते/ रखते है जो दिल मे उम्मीद कुछ पाने की / वो लोग जिंदगी मे कुछ खोया नही करते !!!

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18. 26 January

क्या बात है !!! 26 जनवरी के रंग में रंगे अखबार :)
आज सभी चैनल और अखबार तिरंगे के रंग मे सरोबार हैं और कुछ अखबार के विज्ञापन तो अपनी ओर हमारा ध्यान आकर्षित कर रहे हैं जैसा कि एक भारतीय जीवन बीमा निगम का विज्ञापन है …

RepubLIC of india यानि इसमे भी उन्होने LIC खोज लिया. वही एक ने लिखा है on RE_PUBLIC demand 50% offer. ह हा हा !!!
एक ने लिखा है आज और कल दो दिन मात्र 26 रुपए down payment करे और ले जाए सैमसंग का कोई उत्पाद
एक ने 26 को बना दिया कि 2 गुणा वृद्दि तेल और गैस के उत्पाद मे और 6 गुणा वृदि ओवरसीज उत्पाद मे… !!!
एक दुकान के बाहर लिखा था 26 चीजे खरीदो और एक शानदार उपहार पाओ. Surprised
एक चैनल पर 64 गणतंत्र पर 26 ज्वलंत प्रश्न जनता के सामने रख रहा है.
वही एक लेख आया हुआ 26 का सफर बनाम suffer.ह हा !! है ना लोगो की + कुछ मेरी सोच का कमाल !!!
गंणतंत्र दिवस की हार्दिक शुभकामनाएं !!!

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19. Cartoon _ ICU

cartoon- ICU- monicaICU …मे होना खुद मे चिंता का विषय है पर अगर राष्ट्रीय आपदा प्रबंधन खुद ही आई सी यू में हो तो भई … हमारी तो बोलती बंद …

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20. Cartoon_ Birthday

neta gandhi by monica guptaऐसा भी होता है हमारे देश मे भिन्न भिन्न पार्टी है यानि दल है और जब भी कभी नेता का जन्मदिन या पुण्य तिथि  मनाने की बात आती है तो एक  होड सी मच  जाती है कि पहले हम हार पहनाएगे … पहले हम हार पहनाएगे…  ऐसे में पुलिस को ना सिर्फ सम्भालना पडता है बल्कि कई बार तो चार्ज भी करना पड जाता  है … kya    अरे भई लाठी चार्ज :)

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21. Cartoon- Mother’s Day 2015

cartoon-mothers dayMothers day हमारा प्यारा … मम्मी को बधाई देते हैं, कार्ड बनाते है और फूल देते हैं … इसके बदले , पता है आज की मम्मी क्या चाह्ती है … मम्मी का कहना है कि … बेटा … अगर तुम मुझे  आज के दिन कुछ देना ही चाह्ते हो तो प्लीज मुझे भी फेसबुक Face book  और वटस अप  Whatsappकरना सिखा दो … लो भई कर लो बात …

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22. Article- Caring Mother

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देखा जाए तो बात है भी और नही भी है .. असल में, बात ये है कि जब मैं छोटी थी और जब भी स्कूल से घर आती या  खेल कर आती  और मम्मी के हाथ का टेस्टी टेस्टी खाना खाती तो बहुत बार टार्चर कर लेती यानि की ज्यादा खा लेती ओवर ईंटिग कर लेती . खासकर राजमा चावल का बेहद शौक होने के कारण मैं खुद को कंट्रोल नही कर पाती थी और उसी चक्कर में मम्मी अपने हिस्से का भी मुझे दे देती … और मैं झट पट खा लेती और हमेशा सोचती कि जब मैं बडी होऊगी और मेरे बच्चे होंगें तो अपने हिस्से के राजमा चावल तो कभी नही दूंगी …

ह हा हा … मैं बडी भी हो गई बच्चे भी हैं पर आज भी जब बच्चों को खाना अच्छा लगता है चाहे वो राजमा चावल ही क्यों न हों …  और वो और की मांग यानि टार्चर करें   तो मेरा यही जवाब होता है … अरे !! अभी बहुत रखा है रसोई में आप आराम से खाओ…

न जाने देने मे कितनी खुशी मिलती है एक अहसास सा होता है कि खुद का  पॆट तो अपने आप ही भर गया … शायद यही मां होती है ..

 

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23. “The HEART doesn’t show up as a structural element in most fiction formulas” ~ a Tweet

The fact that the Heart doesn’t show up in most fiction formulas is meant to alarm writers.

One reader must have become alarmed after reading it in my new article: THE HEART OF THE STORY: What Is it, Where Is it, and How Do We Get There?

I’m grateful to writer, Rahma Krambo, for Tweeting it because it reminds me why I’ve been hammering away on this issue for so long. The Heart doesn’t appear in most writing manuals!

Is anybody else alarmed?

It surprises me that I hadn’t previously devoted an article to the Story Heart such as I’ve done here — not on my own blog but over at Helping Writers Become Authors.

Click on over and see what all the ruckus is about.

I have to thank K.M. Weiland for offering her wonderful website for my heart rant. I can’t think of another writer who appreciates what might really be going on in this little-known heart of a story.

Thanks, Katie!

Coming up in a day or two, the next episode in my Travel Series:

Deep Travel: When Have You Gone Too Far?

 

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24. Cartoon- Media

cartoon media monicamedia.. media.. media… हमारे देश का मीडिया भी कमाल है … अब आप ही देखिए कि अरविंद सुपारी खरीदने गए है पर ब्रेकिंग खबर क्या चल रही है अरविंद केजरीवाल ने सुपारी ली …

अब सुपारी का क्या मतबल निकाला जाएगा … इसके लिए देखते रहिए लाल मिर्ची टीवी … मिलते हैं ब्रेक के बाद :)

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25. Keep it up

शाबाश, वाह, बहुत खूब, क्या बात है, लगे रहो, शुभकामनाएं …. !!! बहुत अच्छा लगता है सुनना !!! पर अगर कोई काम अच्छा करे और यह शब्द उसे सुनने को न मिले तो यकीनन मन उदास हो जाता है और काम करने का उत्साह लगभग खत्म हो जाता है. मेरी सोच भी कुछ ऐसी ही है पर 17 नवम्बर को जब सचिन का स्टेडियम से भाषण सुना तब से मन बहुत कुछ सोचने पर मजबूर हो रहा है.

सचिन ने भाषण के दौरान अपने कोच श्री रमाकांत आचरेकर के बारे मे बताया कि उन्होनें बहुत मेहनत करवाई स्कूटर पर एक मैदान से दूसरे मैदान ले जाते पर पिछले 29 साल में उन्होंने एक बार भी कभी “वेल प्लेड” नहीं कहा। उन्हें डर था कि मैं ज्यादा ही खुश न हो जाऊं और मेहनत करना न छोड़ दूं।’… वाकई में, सचिन की यह बात बहुत कुछ सोचने पर मजबूर कर रही है. बेशक आगे बढने के लिए अपनो का साथ तो चाहिए ही होता पर इसके साथ साथ प्रोत्साहन भी बहुत जरुरी होता है पर सचिन ने इस बात को दिल से नही लगाया और मेहनत मे जुटे रहे. मेरी भी विचार धारा बदल रही है और अगर आप लोगों को भी किसी खास की शाबाशी नही मिल रही है. जिससे आपको बहुत उम्मीद है तो भी कोई बात नही. यकीन मानिए वो बेशक लफ्जों ना बोलें पर दिल से आपका बहुत भला चाह्ते हैं.!!!

स्माईल कीजिए और जुटे रहिए !!!

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